I Ain't Afraid of No Ghosts! (Ghostbusters 2) (Patreon)

Themes: Lesbian Sex, Ghost Sex, Consensual, Cunninlingus

Word Count: 2,678

Summary:  Janine Melnitz has had a rough day and gets home, takes off her heels and slips straight into bed. She wakes up to see the ghost hovering over her, it strips the sheets away, pushes up her skirt and things progress from there.  

I Ain't Afraid of No Ghosts!

Janine Melnitz groaned as she walked into her bedroom, slipping off her high heels and flopping down onto her bed. It had been an awfully long day for the red head, but at least it was finally over. Slowly lifting herself back up off her bed, Janine looked down at her clothes for a long moment, contemplating whether it was worth the effort of changing into pajamas or not at this point.

She was wearing a cute knee length skirt and a blouse; with the only real problem she could see being her blouse. Well, that wasn’t at all hard to deal with now was it? With a smirk, Janine quickly slipped a hand into her top and very carefully began to take her bra off, eventually pulling it free without ever losing the button up blouse she had on over it. Dropping it unceremoniously to the ground, the Ghostbuster Receptionist pulled back the covers and slipped under them, drawing them up and laying her head back on her pillow.

Shifting back and forth a couple times, Janine made sure she was comfortable and then let out a contented sigh, closing her eyes and beginning to count sheep in order to get herself to sleep. Honestly, the Ghostbusting business was booming these days and it was getting a little crazy, the amount of work she had to get done each day. Janine’s last thought before she fell asleep was that she should really ask for a raise at this point.

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While the beautiful buxom crimson haired woman slept peacefully, a sudden chill filled the air, causing her brow to furrow and her hands to curl tighter around the sheets as she snuggled further under the bed cover for warmth. The latch on the nearby window suddenly began to jiggle, shifting this way and that, and then abruptly coming unlocked. Slowly but surely, the window slid open, bringing even more cold night air into the room, as well as a certain uninvited guest.

This particular ghost could not so easily slip through walls and corporeal objects, mostly because she herself was more corporeal than most other spirits or shades. As such, she could only enter once she’d opened the window with a bit of her telekinetic ability. She looked around the room for a moment before her eyes lit upon her target, the beautiful red head fast asleep in bed. 

Floating over, the very female ghost hovered above Janine’s sleeping form, eyeballing her hands and the way they were clutching at the bed cover so harshly, pulling it up to just under Janine’s chin. Humming to herself, the spirit leaned forward and blew a light breath out onto Janine’s nose, causing it to wrinkle up cutely as the sleeping beauty’s face scrunched up, her brow furrowing in confusion. 

The ghost waited for a moment, but Janina just let out a moan and turned her head to the side. Letting out a grumble of annoyance, the feminine shade leaned in again and blew on Janine’s ear. The red head shifted again, and one of her hands even came up to bat at her ear before immediately returning to the top of the bed cover to pull it closer as Janine unconsciously kept herself warm.

Really? By this point the spirit was getting more than a little frustrated with things. How much did it take to seductively wake up one woman?! Honestly, when SHE was still alive, the ghost had to have woken up like twenty to thirty times a night to the slightest noises! Still, Janine Melnitz is clearly not cut of the same cloth. There was really only one thing left to do and though she really didn’t want to do it, the female specter would take the plunge!

Leaning in yet again, instead of breathing out this time, the female ghost breathed in, and then shouted right in Janine’s ear.

“WAKE UP!!!”

Janine startled awake, her eyes wide as she shot straight up in the bed, actually knocking the female ghost back a couple feet in the air due to the corporeal specter’s close proximity. Quite pleased with herself, the pretty shade floated there with her arms crossed for a moment as Janine fully woke up and finally took notice of her, eyes going wide and mouth opening and closing like a goldfish.

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The first thought that went through Janine’s mind when she was woken up so abruptly was along the lines of ‘Ow! Not so loud!’. The second thought that went through her mind was a bit more intelligent, though not by much. It was more along the lines of ‘Holy shit that’s a ghost.’ Janine blinked through bleary eyes that abruptly focused as they widened at the sight of the floating specter in front of her.

Swallowing hard, the beautiful red head tried to figure out what to do. The spirit was just floating there with her arms crossed over her chest as she watched Janine with a… smug smile? When the ghost moved her hands, Janine tensed up, afraid that she was about to be attacked by something from the beyond. What happened instead was… not something she ever would have expected.

The pretty ethereal female reached up and began to undo the buttons on her old-fashioned nightdress. One by one, they came undone just like real clothes and when the ghost was done with the buttons; she spread the nightdress apart to reveal a completely naked and pretty damn perfect curvy body. The only real issue Janine saw with what lay before her, even as she blushed scarlet at the sight, was the fact that the ghost WAS a ghost, and thus partially see through.

Still, as the specter moved forward, Janine found herself unmoving, a mixture of fearful and perhaps just a little curious. Despite herself, Janine wanted to know what the female spirit had in mind for her. After all, it wasn’t every day that a beautiful creature waltzed in through your window and began to take off all their clothes, now was it?

Reaching out, the ghost took hold of the covers, slowly pulling them back, all the way down Janine’s body to her feet. Then went her sheets, until the red head was shivering at the cold, only her feet still covered by the warmth of her blankets. Her teeth chattered a bit, but she was more focused on the female ghost as the naked specter moved in and hooked her fingers under the hem of Janine’s skirt, slowly but surely pulling it up from her knees to her thighs and then furthermore.

Janine’s red blush grew a whole shade darker, going right into a deep scarlet as her black lacey panties were exposed to the open air. They matched with the black lacey bra she’d discarded before climbing into bed, and the specter looked up with an inquisitive eyebrow raised upon seeing them. Janine grew defensive, as silly as it was justifying herself to an honest to god ghost. Her arms came up and she crossed them over her chest.

“What? A girl has a right to just feel pretty for herself once in a while. Not like I was hoping one of my bosses would fuck me in the back of the firehouse or anything.”

The look the quiet ethereal spirit gave her (and really, did the ghost think that she was just going to forget how she woke her up?! Trying to play the mysterious card now, the nerve of some people…) quite poignantly showed exactly what she thought of that phrase. Only too late did Janine realize exactly how detailed she’d gotten in her denial and what that made her look like.

The red head pouted at the ghost, who at this point was very clearly amused.

“Ugh, I’m not a slut okay? Damn it, what do you want? This isn’t normal ghost behavior you know!”

A giggle left the female specter’s throat and she gave a half shrug, a coy smile spreading across her face as she moved her hands from Janine’s up turned skirt to her panties, pulling them down the red head’s legs. Blushing profusely but not really sure what to do here, Janine allowed it to happen. A moment later, she was rewarded with the ghost’s head between her thighs, actively keeping her legs spread as its tongue dove into Janine’s cunt.

Her eyes widened and she immediately reached out one hand, grabbing onto the ghost’s hair… and then she was shocked all over again by the fact that she’d actually grabbed hold of a damn spirit! That surprise is what led her to freezing up rather than trying to push the female specter away, which in turn led to said female specter continuing her ministrations until Janine suddenly realized she really didn’t WANT to push her away.

“Holy shit… hooooly shit…”

Lying back on her pillow, Janine stared down the slope of her body at the see-through ghost head between her legs, even as her hips humped up towards that delightful questing tongue. At the same time, Janine found herself subconsciously grinding the spirit’s head down into her crotch, forcing her to dig all the deeper with her flexible mouth muscle as Janine moaned out lewdly.

“Ooh, just like that. Oh god, I’m getting close… Fuuuuuuck!!!”

To say it was the first orgasm Janine had had in a long time would not be an exaggeration. A busy life and a busy work schedule left little energy for sexual gratification. So while Janine did have the toys necessary for some heavier play somewhere around her apartment, in the end she just hadn’t had the strength to act on her desires when she arrived home exhausted every night, ever since Ghostbusters had reopened for business and she’d been rehired as the secretary.

So yes, Janine had been dealing with a little bit of a dry spell, which was half the reason she’d let the lesbian ghost get so far in the first place. Now though, she was practically putty in the specter’s hands, moaning wantonly as her pussy juices stained an ethereal face as well as the bed sheets beneath her. The female ghost lifted her head from between Janine’s thighs and gave her a messy smile. Janine licked her lips, finding something inexplicably exotic about that look, about the fact that she was literally fucking a ghost.

When the specter moved up her front, floating until they were face to face, Janine leaned back into the bed a bit, but otherwise didn’t move. The female ghost cradled Janine’s face in her barely corporeal hands and then leaned down, kissing the red head heatedly, much to Janine’s surprise. The spirit’s lips were actually slightly warm to the touch, covered in Janine’s pussy juices as they were. 

The crimson haired receptionist of a group of men who busted ghosts like this one on the regular simply melted into the bed at the first kiss, completely and utterly lost in the pleasure. Janine moaned out, the sound uninterrupted by the ghost’s lips, and began to eagerly return the kisses being given to her by the female specter. Her hands came up and rested on ethereal yet surprisingly solid hips and Janine squeezed down on them, moving her palms to the ghost’s ass after a moment and gripping, kneading with her fingers.

They made out for several minutes before the specter pulled back abruptly, leaving Janine a little confused and a bit dazed from the abrupt departure. Blinking dumbly up at the female ghost, she watched as the beautiful spirit grinned down at her and winked before slowly floating even further up. Shortly after that, Janine found herself face to face with a very naked ghost pussy.

The oddest bit was that it was glistening. As the female spirit slowly lowered her mound down over Janine’s face, the red head found herself sticking out her tongue tentatively, wondering how this was going to work exactly. As it turned out, she had nothing to worry about. The ghost was solid enough that she could feel the folds of the ethereal pussy lips with her tongue, as well as the specter’s hot wet insides. 

Ghostly fingers curled into her hair as the equally ghostly mound ground down on her face. Janine let her eyes drift shut and lost herself in the act, her tongue writhing back and forth as she happily ate the female spirit out. The thought suddenly hit her; she didn’t even know the woman’s name. And it was a woman, regardless of her deceased status. Up to this point, Janine had been looking at it as just a ghost, a specter, a spirit, a shade. Female yes, beautiful yes, but in the end, just one more ghost to be ‘busted’.

It was only now as she ate out the delicious cunt of the beautiful ghost woman that she realized how prejudiced of her that had been. This pretty lady didn’t want to cause mayhem. Mischief maybe, in the form of sneaking into her bedroom late at night for impromptu lesbian sex, but Janine had to admit that she really didn’t mind that. The red head continued to go to town on the ghostly cunt, pushing her tongue as deep as she could get it and then pulling out to lick from the bottom to the top of the ghost woman’s pussy lips.

At the top, Janine became just a tad mischievous, grinning impishly up at the ethereal face of her lover and then biting down gently on her clit, tugging at the small nub she found there until the spirit cried out, hollering at the top of her ghostly lungs and expelling whatever it was that passed for her pussy juices all over Janine’s face. At first, the red head flinched back in confusion as it splattered across her face and even onto her blouse, but then she got her first taste of the girly cum.

It was delicious and before she knew it, Janine found herself cleaning everything to get more of it, licking herself off and the ghost off and then spinning around to pin the ghost down to the bed, diving down between her legs for a second helping. An ethereal hand closed into Janine’s crimson hair and the ghost smirked down at her, crying out happily as she undulated her hips up into Janine’s mouth.

Soon enough, she was orgasming yet again and Janine ate all that up too. In the end, Janine found herself fucking the ghost woman to the point of exhaustion. For her at least, as spirits could not get tired. Janine ultimately fell asleep on her bed, stripped naked and passed out face down in a pool of her own pussy juices.

When she woke up the next morning, the red head assumed it was a wet dream brought on by a too long dry spell. She had to spend a few extra minutes in the morning both cleaning herself up and changing her sheets, but in the end she put the strange occurrence out of her mind and left it at that. She was just about to leave her apartment and head to work when she noticed a folded white note; right beside the bowl she left her car and house keys in at night.

Blinking dumbly, not remembering writing anything, Janine slowly picked up the note. The red head opened it up and read the rather elegant cursive inside. It took her a second to decipher the cursive, but ultimately she realized it was an address… and an open invitation. The blood fled from Janine’s face as her lips pressed tightly together. The words stared back at her, seeming, at least to her, to be undeniable proof that what had happened last night HAD happened.

Come around for round two any time sweetheart.

Eight simple words beneath a street address. Janine’s hand began to shake as she considered her options and ultimately came to one inescapable truth.

… She really wanted round two.