Bump in the Night | By : Sun-Fox Category: +M through R > Real Ghostbusters Views: 439 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Ghostbusters or any of its affiliated content. Sun-Fox does not make any money off of this story. She also does not condone unsafe sex practices. Be careful when you have your funtimes! |
“Egon Spengler,” she said, “I want your cock.” She licked her lips. This woman was becoming so ravenous that she could give Slimer a run for his money.
“I thought you’d never ask,” said Egon. “He took off his belt and undid his fly. With a little tugging, his hard, throbbing member popped out and shook a little. This part of his body had been waiting long enough.
All the while. Ray couldn’t help but compare his size to Egon’s.
“Eh…” he thought, “Mine is bigger.”
Janine pushed Egon back a little so that she had room to stand up. Of course, she wasn’t standing for terribly long because what she was about to do next required her to be on her knees.
Once she was well-positioned, she licked the head of Egon’s penis a few times before sticking the head of it into her mouth. Her lips went up and down the shaft as she breathed heavily through her nostrils. At certain points, she took her lips off of his dick and licked it, making sure to coat every inch of it with saliva, treating it like a dribbling ice cream cone on a hot day. Whatever stress Egon had left had completely disappeared by this point. Now, it was his turn to melt with bliss as he felt the wet warmth of Janine’s mouth.
“Oh…” he said, “Oh mercy… Thank you so much for this.”
“Don’t mention it.” She put his dick back into her mouth, this time going further up his shaft than Ray thought possible. Did this woman even have a gag reflex? She didn’t so much as flinch. Eventually, her lips made their way back to the head of the penis and she used her index finger and thumb to vigorously rub up and down the shaft with the saliva as lubricant.
Egon shuttered with pleasure and his eyes crossed. He looked rather goofy at this time.
Janine took her mouth off of his dick so she can get some words in.
“Say it, Egon,” she said as she continued to pet his penis, “Tell me that I’m your dirty little whore.”
“That’s a tad disrespectful, don’t you think?” asked Egon.
“You’re not the best at dirty talk.”
“Practice makes perfect, I guess.”
“Why don’t you call me a vixen, then?” She stood up and played with Egon’s hair again. “Call me your little vixen.”
“On the contrary, my dear, vixen is the technical term for a female fox. I may not know every little detail about you but I do know that you are not a member of the genus vulpes. As far as I know, you are all woman.”
“Oh my god, I take back what I said.” She sat back down on the edge of the desk, fell backwards and opened up her legs as far as they could go. “Take me now!”
Meanwhile, Ray had to keep spitting on his right hand in order to create proper lubrication for his heated masturbation session.
Peter groggily walked by and stopped to inspect the situation. He was so tired and had to pee so badly that he didn’t care that his coworker was jerking off while wearing obsolete technology. He continued on to the bathroom without a word.
Egon took a firm pillow out from under Janine’s desk and propped it under her backside. He was quick to insert himself into the ever-willing Janine and start thrusting. As he moved his waist, he furrowed his brow in concentration. Janine clawed the desk and tried with all her might to not be too audible with her moaning and groaning. Unfortunately, the same could not be said about the desk. Egon’s thrusting caused it to move little by little, sending paper and small office supplies to the floor.
Huff, huff, huff…
“Oh, Egon!” said Janine, “I want to be filled with your plasm! Give it to me!”
Egon stopped suddenly to lean down and open-mouth kiss (with eyes closed, of course) Janine before he continued with his thrusting. He gritted his teeth, making a snorting noise similar to a horse. This was one of the few moments where his eyes were expressive and, to Ray, they said, “Yes, I’ve earned this. I’ve fucking earned this.”
“Yes…” said Janine, “Honey, yes…”
The thrusting went on for five more sweaty, fun-filled minutes. During that time, Janine rested her feet on Egon’s shoulders, knowing that she didn’t need to do anything else for the duration of this sex act.
“I’m almost there…” said Egon.
“Keep going,” said Janine.
And then, he stopped. One last shutter and pleasure-filled sigh from Egon. Although it was concealed, Ray knew that fireworks had gone off within Egon’s loins. Egon breathed heavily, utterly exhausted but the happiest he had been all week.
“Oh, honey,” said an equally-happy Janine, “You deserve your rest. You did wonderfully.”
Egon removed his now-flaccid member from Janine and tucked it back into his pants.
“I can’t thank you enough for another evening of much-needed stress relief,” he said. “To put a spin on an old saying, ‘Vidi, vici, veni.’”
“What does that mean?”
“I saw, I conquered, I came.”
“You sure did.” Janine sat up and rearranged her skirt.
Ray wasn’t even a part of the sex act and yet he, too, felt the same eruption of euphoria in his loins. He then realized that all of his penis-rubbing caused him to finish in his clothes.
“Damn,” he said, “I guess I need to change into some new underpants.”
“I’m going to hit the showers and head to bed,” said Egon. “Are you good for a ride home?”
“Oh, don’t worry about me. I’ll just take the bus again.”
Ray found himself much sleepier than before and there was no question as to why. That, coupled with the satisfaction of finding out the source of the late-night noises made him crave being in his bed. He detached the scope from his head and placed it back in the corner of the room. Right after he changed into new underpants, he tucked himself in and retreated back to Dreamland. Hopefully, he could keep mum about tonight’s spying activity. That is, unless Peter opened his mouth.
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