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Birthday Beginnings	By : megabsupreme Category: +G through L > Ghostbusters (Filmation) > Ghostbusters (Filmation) Views: 2452 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Real Ghostbusters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-PROLOGUE
- 2-PART 1
- 3-PART 2
- 4-PART 3
- 5-PART 4
- 6-PART 5
- 7-PART 6
- 8-PART 7
- 9-PART 8
- 10-PART 9
- 11-PART 10
- 12-EPILOGUE
- 7
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- 9
“Um, Jess. What are you doing?”

“Whassa look like ‘m doin’?”

“Could you . . . um, could you . . . let go?”

“Playin’ harda git, hunh?”

Jake pried her fingers loose, an effort in itself. She was like an octopus. Finally tired of battling her for his derriere, he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry so he could finish removing her shoes. Alas, the sudden pressure was too much for her poor stomach.

“Oh God! Jake, please! ’M . . . gonna b-be sick!! B-B-Bath . . . room!!!”

He ran into the bathroom and put her down gently in front of the toilet. He held her hair while she lost her dinner, and a goodly portion of the alcohol she’d imbibed. After flushing, she rested her head against the bowl, relishing the soothing coolness. Jake stroked her back and smoothed her hair off her face. She felt a little embarrassed, but not as much as she just felt protected and cared for. He lifted her slowly to her feet as not to make her nauseous again. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. Then she hugged him tightly in gratitude.

“I feel better. I’m sorry about what I did in the living room,” she whispered contritely.

“That’s okay. I’m just glad you’re alright.”

He walked her into her bedroom. He picked her up and gingerly laid her down on the bed, finally removing her shoes. He brought her a glass of cold water from the kitchen, which she gulped down immediately to ease the burning in her esophagus. He turned to leave.

“Jake, wait.” He stopped and turned to face her. “Stay with me for a little while, okay?”

He looked at her longingly, and then shook his head. “I don’t know Jess. It’s kinda late.”

“Please.” She patted the bed beside her and stared imploringly at him. He sighed, shrugged out of his jacket, kicked off his shoes and stretched out beside her. She smiled appreciatively, curling up against him. He placed a tentative arm about her shoulders.

“So . . .” he said, terribly nervous.

“So,” she replied. She was as nervous as he was, and unsure of what to do next.

“I had fun tonight. We don’t do enough of this.”

“Not by a half.” She smiled at him. “Thanks for coming out with me, Jake.”

He returned her shy smile. “Well, my dad didn’t raise a fool. I’d never turn down an offer to spend an evening with a gorgeous woman.”

Her smile wavered just a little. She quickly stomped down the nagging little thought that Futura was a gorgeous woman. That wasn’t important right now. Right now, he was there with her.

Yesterday be damned, and let tomorrow take care of itself.

She reached out and caressed his cheek. She then let her fingers trail down his neck to his chest, where she painstakingly undid the buttons of his shirt. She savored the warmth of his skin under her fingers. His chest was peppered with soft blond hairs. She’d never noticed them before because they were nearly invisible against his skin. She smiled, surprised at their texture under her fingertips. Her gaze followed her fingers down to his abdomen. The tight six-pack of ab muscles tense res response to her touch. His build was athletic, but not too bulky. He was strong, much stronger than one might think by looking at his lean physique. She slipped his shirt off his shoulders and threw it off the bed. She felt a shiver of anticipation creep up her spine.

Jessica smiled again, thinking how as famous as he was, she was one of the few witnesses to his inner strength, something that caused his very enticing body to pale by comparison. It made her feel special to be one of the few people privy to the real Jake Kong. To her viewers, he was a handsome dashing hero. To her, he was also caring, dedicated, intelligent, funny, and a terrific friend. He was everything she’d ever wanted in a man.

To her, he was perfect.

She looked back into his eyes, which now shone a dark, silvery blue with passion. He took her hand in his, kissing her palm. She opened her mouth to say something, but she never got the chance. He kissed her lightly, their lips touching for just a whisper. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it warmed her down to her soul. They pulled away reluctantly, only to reclaim each other’s mouths more fervently. This time, he pulled her tightly into his arms.

Jessica broke the kiss, then reached into the drawer of her nightstand, coming out with a box of condoms. He raised an eyebrow at her, surprised that she had them. She smiled coyly. “Don’t be fooled. We should definitely check the expiration date on these things.”

Jake chuckled and kissed her again, moving to lay half on top of her. She leaned against him, her fingertips racing along his torso, as he rolled her onto her back. He slipped his hand under her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her abdomen with nimble fingers. She moaned impatiently, wanting him to touch her in more interesting places. North or south, she didn’t care which. He complied, sliding his hand up to gently cup her breast through her bra. She writhed beneath him, grinding herself against his burgeoning erection.

He groaned against her ear, and removed his hand from her breast to still her frantic movements. “Don’t rush this, Beautiful. We’ve got all night.”

She sighed and nodded apologetically. “It’s been a while.”

He smiled his reassurance, kissing her again, slower this time. She felt the fire inside of her calm down a bit. When her breathing had returned to normal, he slowly pulled the silk shell she wore up over her head, tossing it onto the floor. She wore a peach-colored lace brassiere with a front clasp, and he could see the light brown silhouette of her nipples through the thin material. His mouth watered to taste them, but he resisted the urge to do so. Instead, he ran his fingertips lightly over the soft, freckled mounds, avoiding their sensitive tips. She squirmed with anticipation. He kissed her deeply again, then undid the clasp of her bra. Without breaking the kiss, he gathered her breasts in his hands, bunching up the material as well. The lace fabric of the cups rubbed tantalizingly over her nipples. She moaned against his mouth as he slowly stroked each sensitive areola to an erect peak.

He sat up, and watched his own hands as he slowly pushed the bra cups off her breasts. He stared at them for a moment. His gaze was intense, and she could almost feel the fire in his eyes scorching her exposed skin. Her nipples became so stiff that they ached. She thought that she would go insane if he didn’t touch her soon. He did her one better, taking her right nipple into his mouth, licking gently at first, then pulling and nipping with lips and teeth. She cried out, a high-pitched shriek of pleasure. His tongue darted out to stimulate the stiffened apex of her breast again. Then he traced a moist line to the other nipple. He repeated his oral worship on her left breast, laving her skin from clavicle to ribs, her heartbeat throbbing against his lips.

After giving her breasts the praise he believed was due them, he sat up again. He unzipped Jessica’s dress pants then pulled them down over her hips. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the peach colored undergarments and thigh high stockings she wore beneath them. “A thong and a garter belt? Very nice.” He grinned seductively at her, and she blushed furiously.

“Thanks. I like the feel of soft, pretty things against my skin.”

He stood and grabbed the bottom of her pants and yanked them off her in one fluid motion. He then stripped off his own pants and socks. Jessica opened her arms to him and parted her legs slightly. Jake lay down into her welcoming embrace.

“You know, I like the feel of soft, pretty things against my skin too. You feel incredible, Jess.”
Putting a knee between her legs, he nudged them further apart. He then kissed his way down to her abdomen, stopping to dip his tongue into her navel. She quivered and squealed, gripping his shoulders with her legs for a moment. He smiled up at herLookLooks like somebody’s got an erogenous zone for me to play with.”

She giggled and slapped him on the shoulder. He grinned and ran the very tip of his tongue over her navel again. She shook more violently this time and screeched, “Ah!! Cut it out!” He barely heard her, as he was already charting a path down to her inner thigh. He placed a hand on each thigh and pushed her legs even further apart. He could smell the musky indication of her need. She was more than ready for him, but he didn’t want to rush it. He was determined to make her cum all night. With great effort, he forced down the urge to strip down and fuck her as hard as he could until she screamed for mercy. ‘Maybe later,’ he thought with a smirk.

Instead, he used his index finger to part her labia through her soaked panties and stroked her pleasure bud. She bucked instantly and violently. It was a good thing that Ghostbusting had given him such lightning fast reflexes. If he hadn’t pulled his head back at that instant, she might have knocked him out with her pubic bone. He sat up and used his other hand to gently press her torso back down on the mattress. She struggled against him, but he was much stronger than she was.

He rubbed her clit slowly at first, then a little faster and with a bit more pressure. She was panting raggedly, and her skin was flushed. He stopped his ministrations long enough to divest her of her thong, leaving the garter belt and silk stockings on. He moved back up her body to kiss her quickly and tell her how beautiful she was, then he pushed her legs apart with both hands until she was completely spread eagle before plunging his tongue deep into her cleft. She tried to scream, but lacked the voice to do so. She grasped two fistfuls of his straight blond hair, wantonly grinding herself against his mouth.

Then she came harder and longer than she could ever remember. Her grip on his hair became painful for a moment, but he didn’t care.

She was overwhelmed by sensation. Flying. Falling. Soaring again. Then her body went limp.

He could stand the waiting no longer. He got up from the bed and removed his boxers. He quickly tore open a condom package and carefully put it on, then he lay back down with his pelvis settled between her legs, his engorged manhood resting against her sodden cleft. He propped up on his elbows and stared at her. She had her eyes closed, and her lips were parted ever so slightly as if in an endless moan.

“Jessica.”

No answer. She was still panting and trembling, riding out the last few waves of sensual delight.

“Jessica?”

She slowly opened her eyes and blinked twice at him. He smiled at her in reverence. She smiled back in appreciation. Then he entered her gently. Their smiles disappeared instantaneously, replaced with expressions of unadulterated pleasure. He started with a slow tempo, holding back to allow her to adjust to his size. Once they matched their rhythm, he entered her completely on each down stroke, while she gently clenched her vagina around him on every withdrawal. He quickly increased their rate, slamming his length in and out of her. When he sped up, Jessica thrust back against him, matching him stroke for stroke.

“Oh God, Jake! Don’t stop!” she pleaded. “Please don’t stop!”

“Furthest . . . thing . . . from . . . my mind,” he gasped brokenly, increasing their rhythm. He thrust into her faster and harder, until her headboard was noisily banging against the wall.

She wrapped her legs tightly around his torso at first, and then her legs involuntarily fell apart. She pointed her toes, screaming his name as she came again. She had a transient thought that her leg muscles were contracted painfully, but her mind was too overwhelmed with pleasure to think of what to do about it.

Her vaginal muscles rippled with her climax, stroking him vigorously until he reached his own release. A deep guttural groan emitted from deep inside him and he collapsed on top of her.

They lay in sated bliss for a while, neither one able or willing to move. Jessica was the first to speak. “Not to complain or anything, but I think you paralyzed me.”

Jake laughed faintly, still panting weakly. “That’s funny. I was just about to ask you if you’d mind my spending the night sleeping on top of you.”

“Smartass. I’d push you off, but my arms don’t work.” They both chuckled breathlessly.

When she regained feeling in her arms, she didn’t push him off. Instead, she wrapped them around him and gently stroked the skin from between his shoulder blades up to his nape, bringing forth shivers of pleasure through his entire body. She felt him stiffen again inside her.

“Mmm. Looks like someone has an erogenous zone that I can play with too.”

He chuckled and grabbed her fingers from the back of his head, kissing each fingertip in turn.
“I didn’t know it was there actually. You’re the first person who’s ever done that. The girls I’ve been with in the past haven’t been very . . . affectionate after sex.”

She smiled seductively. “Bitches. Now, affectionate I can do in spades.” She kissed him gently, and then wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him, preventing him from withdrawing so that she could feel him slowly becoming flaccid inside her. After a longe, se, she broke the kiss and sighed. He finally pulled out of her, and lay down beside her. She stripped the condom off him and tossed it into the wastebasket by her nightstand. She then pealed off her remaining sweaty undergarments, tossing them on the floor.

Jake pulled Jessica into a tight, possessive embrace, gently caressing her back. They were both asleep within seconds, smiling as they dreamed of one another.
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