As attracted as Greta had been to Steve, it didn't take her long to get bored of him. She climbed off of him and walked away, leaving him very confused. Greta had no sooner walked to a spot where she could peer around the corner of the backdrop to see the amusement park goers than she spotted a new face to stir those old romantic feelings in her.
Jerry was standing close behind a couple of his friends, a man and a woman both around the same age as him. They were focused so intently on each other they seemed to have forgotten Jerry was even with them. He was simply but nicely dressed, decently handsome, and looked deliciously shy.
I am going to eat that boy alive, Greta thought, puckering her lips and adjusting her boobies in her little black dress. Her heart was racing in anticipation as she sneakily made her way through the crowd to catch him by surprise.
Jerry was feeling awkward. He'd known his friends were way into each other for a while, but he didn't anticipate how heavily they were going to be flirting with each other tonight. He was definitely a third wheel.
All of a sudden, he felt a tap on his shoulder.
He held back a scream and turned to the bookshelf behind him, covered in fake spiderwebs and rubber spiders and rats, wondering what was trying to scare him now.
He saw a gremlin in a lacy black dress with thick black lips. She put a finger to her mouth and shushed him to keep him from screaming.
He heard screams around him, but none of them seemed to be reacting to seeing what he was seeing. Greta kept batting her long, girlish lashes and puckering her big, juicy lips at him. He'd never seen her before, but she was looking at him the exact same way his horny friends were looking at each other.
Was this part of the haunted house? What was she? An animatronic? A very tiny performer in a costume? Should he move along so she could scare the next person in line?
But she wasn't exactly scary. It didn't look like she wanted to hurt him. It looked like she wanted to . . .
She grabbed his shoulders and wrapped her legs around him. He was startled, but his scream quickly blended in with the screams all around him, and was quickly muffled by Greta's lips pressing against his mouth.
Smooooooooooooooooooooooooch!
The way she swung her hips as she kissed him swung him back around to look at the vampires suspended on wires like everyone else.
Poppp!
Greta took her lips away from Jerry's lips and planted them against his cheek, marking it with a dark, sticky residue.
Now he was starting to get a little bit scared.
"Umm, g-g-guys?" Jerry said to his friends, who were still so busy holding on to each other and looking into each other's eyes that they didn't seem to even notice the haunted house around them, except as an excuse to hold each other even tighter. "G-g-guys?"
Just as they turned around, Greta hid behind Jerry's back, dangling from his shoulders.
"What?" one of his friends demanded, frustrated Jerry was ruining the moment and only slightly confused by the glossy black smudges that had suddenly appeared all over Jerry's face.
Jerry stuttered and stammered, struggling to explain the monster that was still clinging to him. He turned around to show his back, but Greta had vanished.
His friend shook his head and continued walking. Jerry slowly followed, constantly looking around, trying to figure out where the extremely feminine, affectionate gremlin had gone.
They moved into a big round room, decorated with creepy paintings and suits of armor and other fancy set dressings. A dim chandelier rattled directly over Jerry's head. While every one else was distracted by the sounds of rain and thunder and moaning apparitions coming from hidden speakers and the ghosts and ghouls projected on the walls, Jerry looked up and spotted Greta swinging on the chandelier.
She dropped down and he instinctively held out his hands to catch her. She barely glanced at his face before picking up right where they'd left off.
Smoooch! Smooooch! Smooooooch!
She pecked him into the wall. He knew there was no way she could be an official part of the haunted house now, especially a "family friendly" haunted house like this one. As impossible as it seemed, the only explanation was that she was an actual monster inside of a fake haunted house.
Part of Jerry was scared, but, perhaps, not as scared as he could have been. It still didn't seem like she wanted to hurt him. She was just kissing him. And the kisses actually felt really good! Plush and sweet and sticky, and loving like no other man even existed to her except him and him alone.
"Uhm, g-g-guys? Guys!"
"Shut up, Jerry!"
They didn't even turn.
What did he want them for, anyway? To confirm that she actually existed, and was actually making out with him? To get her off of him? Her attention wasn't all bad. She was so womanly! Her eyes! Her curves! Her . . . lips!
"G-g-uhhhh!"
His voice turned into a moan as she kissed his neck. Despite what Steve had thought, the way she sucked on Jerry's neck, her vampy costume was very appropriate.
He slid down the wall on to his ass. Now that he was right around eye level with her, Greta focused her attention on his lips.
The door of a huge prop sarcophagus popped open and a man dressed as a mummy ran out, groaning and screaming and waving his arms as he chased after the tourists. Greta grabbed Jerry's arm and tugged him to his feet, dragging him into the opened sarcophagus, seeing an opportunity for the two of them to get more . . . intimate, and seizing it!
Greta pushed Jerry up against the back wall of the sarcophagus and the door slammed shut behind them. Both of them standing straight up on the floor put Greta's face almost precisely at Jerry's crotch level.
Greta's long, spindly talons reached down his waistband.
Jerry swallowed the lump in his throat.
"I d-d-don't even know your n-n-name," he stammered.
"It's Greta," she said, giggling seductively. "Greta the Gremlin."
With that, she pulled his pants all the way down to his ankles.
"M-m-maybe we shoul-- ugh-uhhhhh!"
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