She straddled him, her arms around his neck, as she whispered his own words first in one ear, and then the other, ruffling his hair, and beginning to ...rind on his lap. She had obviously removed her thong now, as she draped it over one of his ears. This would make an excellent story, he thought to himself. But I’m going to make me an inch taller, and make those breasts real. I gotta say, there could be worse ways to discipline me. He felt himself responding instinctively to her grinding. What. She began moaning loudly, and I was afraid the other girls would hear. As she became more and more animated, I reached under her and found a nipple. She sharply inhaled when I touched it. I rolled it over and over, then found her other nipple and played with it. My hand flew over her clit as I worked my thumb in and out of her pussy. She exploded with a violent, noisy orgasm, grunting incomprehensibly. She shook for almost a minute before beginning to relax. When she finally regained normal. " But you can fly," Jake replied, not understanding."No, goof ball," Béla said. Then she clarified what she meant. "I'd like to fly – now!" Oh!" replied Jake. They started to untangle themselves from each other and get up. Then Jake stopped. "Can I undress you?" he asked."What?" Béla asked, caught off guard. "Why?" Well, 'cause I like to take your clothes off," he answered, the grin feeling strange on his face after their upset."I usually just teleport out of them, for flying," she told him.He. Let's say she was a sex goddess from before the Great Famine.Belle and I fucked a few times, back then. Twice at the back of my car, two more times in the tiny secret room under the roof of the old library. Belle had a mattress there.All those times were near the end of college. I had deep feelings for Belle by then. But I knew they were ridiculous. Telling her about it would have been utterly un-cool. So I nursed my pain and after graduation we lost all contact, as far as there had been any to.