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A Moment in Time
by Anonymous Author (no address provided)

***

It's Halloween night and anything can happen. Trick or 
treat to pranks can happen. The ghouls and spirits 
come out to play. One demon needs more than just play; 
he wants one particular girl that night and lures her 
into his lair. (mf-teens, reluc, 1st, fantasy)

***

A light wind blew that late afternoon at the end of 
October chasing the dried leaves ahead of it toward 
the gutter and lawns. Kids were walking home from 
school when most of them crossed the street to the 
other side. They were still half a block from the old 
Bentley house on Drennen Street.

Kara McKenzie hesitated as she approached the old 
house. It was not as old as a house built a couple 
hundred years ago; rather it was built in the 1950's 
as many of the others on the street were. The Bentley 
House had developed a sordid past as scene of the 
Bentley Massacre. The windows were boarded up, paint 
peeling, shingles loose, police tape still hung around 
parts of the property, the doors were locked by locks 
from the police, faded chain of custody forms still 
hung at the front door dated October 31, 1960; this 
was October 31, 2011.

That was fifty some years ago, the city still had not 
decided what to do with the property. The house was 
the object of superstitious rumors for years among 
adults and school kids alike. This time of year a few 
of the more adventurous type attempted to check the 
house out, usually on a bet, the bet was usually never 
collected. Two years ago the last person who attempted 
to check out the house was found dead by the back 
door. Eventually the police relegated the case to 
their Cold Case file. Neighbors on either side denied 
knowing anything about the house despite their 
property values being near rock bottom.

The sixteen year old girl decided to walk past the 
house on the way home from school while the others 
crossed the street to walk around the old place. 

"Hey, Kara," a boy she knew called to her from across 
the street. "You don't want to walk passed that old 
place. Do ya?"

Kara shrugged. "It's alright."

Stopping she looked the house over. Despite its age 
and condition, the house still intrigued her. She 
stood at the front weed infested walk and yard looking 
the house over. After a while Kara shrugged, nothing 
happened. 

Kara turned away as a flicker of white light briefly 
shone at an upstairs window.

She continued home arriving ahead of her two younger 
brothers. This year would be good, Halloween fell on a 
Friday. No homework to mess things up. She rushed up 
stairs to her room to get out her costume for a witch. 
She practiced her wicked cackle. Good she told 
herself. Now...

She went to the door to close it just as her Mother 
got home from work and her brothers were getting in 
from the elementary school. 

"Kara?" her mother called.

Grief. "Upstairs, Mom!" Kara called hoping her mother 
was just checking on them. She could hear her brothers 
down stairs with the television.

"Just checking."

Good. She closed her bedroom door wishing she could 
lock it. 
	
Kara undressed, stripping to include her white bra and 
panty. She opened the dresser drawer to take out a 
black bra and panty, and black pantyhose. Next she 
rummaged through her closet for the skirt and blouse 
her mother made long ago that she gave Kara from when 
she was first dating her father. She looked over the 
old skirt and satin blouse which just fit her.

"Neat," Kara said under her breath. She had an old 
pair of black shoes which she included with the 
ensemble. "The cape and hat."

She was able to find a black hat which she quickly 
converted to a witch's pointy hat.

"Mmm? Close enough for government work."

"Kara! Supper in ten!" her Mother called from the 
living room.

Nuts. "Okay... in a minute."

Kara slipped on panties and a T-shirt then her robe 
and went downstairs just as her father walked in. She 
gave her father a kiss and he in turn received a 
passionate kiss from her mother. They planned on who 
would do what that night with the kids and trick or 
treaters. Kara held her breath she wouldn't have to 
contend with her brothers. She loved her brothers but 
for a high school girl, her age they could mess up her 
plans in nothing flat.

Kara helped her mother set the table and prepare for a 
quick meal – being Halloween meant serious trick or 
treating starting now until nine or ten o'clock. The 
family ate, but her parents wanted to talk first. Kara 
being the oldest was still expected to help with 
clearing the dishes into the dish washer before going 
back upstairs to get into her costume.

Her mother turned to Kara, "Kara, who you going with?"

She shut the dishwasher. "Group of us from school are 
going together."

Her parents looked at each other with uncertainty. 

Kara suspected something. Her heart sank thinking 
she'd be expected to chaperone her brothers. 

"You stay with your friends," her father told her 
sternly. "I'll be with your brothers this year."

Whew. Close. "I will. Jimmy will be with us."
	
"Who's Jimmy," her father asked suspicious now.

"Her boyfriend," her mother told him.

"Her what?"

"Um, I gotta get going," she told her parents as her 
mother attempted to explain who Jimmy was.

Stepping in to her room, Kara looked out into the 
hallway just as her brothers ran upstairs laughing 
about tonight.

"Kara, what's you goin' as?" James the second oldest 
yelled as she closed the door.

The door opened a crack. "You'll see." The door closed 
with a click.

"I'm goin' as Batman."

"I'm goin' as Green Lantern," Robert the youngest 
said.

"Good," Kara called back through the closed door.

Kara stripped the T-shirt and panty off then put on 
the black bra and black panty and stockings. She 
checked herself in the mirror then applied a bit of 
theatrical black she picked up at a store selling 
Halloween costumes. Next she slipped on the black 
skirt and blouse, and shoes, combed her tawny hair, 
donned a long black piece of cloth she used as a cape, 
and last the pointy hat. She checked herself one last 
time. She hoped Jimmy liked the outfit. Last she took 
out the thick straight tree limb she found she would 
use as a magic stick. 

"Great," she said looking at herself in the mirror. 
Slipping a black mask over her face rendered her 
almost unrecognizable. She practiced the cackle once 
more. "Sseesh, I sound almost insane."

She opened her door as one of her brothers was passing 
her room.

"Aah! You gotta be kidding?"

"Oh, gimme a break." Kara let out her now rendition of 
a witch's cackle aiming the stick at him. "Me lovely, 
I shall turn you into a toad!"

"D a ddd-ad, Kara's goina' turn me into a toad!"

The boy ran down stairs almost tripping the last 
couple steps.

Her father looked up the steps at Kara. "Rather 
convincing if I may say so." The girl just filled out 
the blouse nicely. He swallowed gazing at his daughter 
as she descended the steps in slow sensuous style. Her 
father's eyes were fastened on her slender youthful 
legs and full breasts; he liked what he saw, he saw 
his wife at age 18; he was and still is, madly in love 
with her. 

"Thanks, Dad. Mind if turn Robert into a toad?"

Robert was cowering behind his father. The father 
looked back at the boy then the girl. "Kara is not 
goina' turn you in to a toad. No. Try one of your 
friends. Goin' out now?"

"Yeah. How do I look?" She twirled around, the skirt 
flaring out. 

Her father felt a definite stirring looking his 
daughter over. He liked her nubile young body in the 
black skirt and blouse. For the moment his thoughts 
went on a different path.

"Great. Now don't forget to take a flash light with 
you and a couple extra chem-sticks for back up." In 
his mind the girl was more than great; she could be 
downright sexy when she wanted to be.

Kara picked up the flash light, turned it on her face 
showing herself in the strange glow from the light.

"I am the wicked witch of the west!" She followed it 
with her cackle that was becoming even more 
pronounced. "I shall have fun with you! Okay, Mom?"

"Great, Kara, now your brother is even more scared." 
Her father looked back at the boy cowering behind him. 
"She's fooling."

"Oh?"

Her mother smiled at her daughter. She wondered what 
Jimmy would think of the costume.

Her father nodded his head. Kara grabbed a plastic bag 
taking that as her cue to leave. "See ya!" and was 
gone in a flash of black cape and skirt.

Kara met her friends at the corner of the block. Her 
boyfriend Jimmy looked her over with a new eye to how 
she was dressed.

"Hot," he said under his breath. "Nice..."

The girl blushed as he slipped an arm around her waist 
drawing her closer to him. "Later," she told him.

James hummed under his breath as they walked up to 
their first house slipping his hand under the cape 
feeling her butt gently squeezing it. By 8:30 pm the 
group had made a substantial haul of treats. 

The boy looked around then moved Kara back where no 
one would see them to kiss and feel her up. The girl 
felt herself swoon as Jimmy undid the top two blouse 
buttons slipping his hand inside to feel her breast, 
the other he worked under the skirt feeling her young 
virgin pussy through the stocking and panty.

Kara felt herself become worked up as Jimmy slid a 
finger along her virgin slit pressing the nylon in to 
her cherry pussy. Her tongue snaked into his mouth; 
the boy moaned slipping his hand inside the bra to 
finger her erect nipple.

"Want to?" he breathed into her mouth his cock erect 
with his lust and desire for the girl. "I'm ready if 
you are."
	
"Jimmy, not now, wait until later. Too many people 
about tonight. Private."

"Mmm, god I can't wait, babe." 

"We'll have our time," she whispered. "You're mine, 
you know that."

They kissed again as he worked his hand along her 
pussy and cherry clit.

Kara finally separated from her friends. Kissing James 
goodnight she started home.

Kara walked down the street watching the shadows cast 
by the corner street lights. A slight wind blew 
tugging at the skirt and cape. Leaves blew along the 
ground about her feet, the trees swaying back and 
forth, the bushes casting menacing shadows. Several 
houses had Halloween parties; the revelers in costumes 
that made it near impossible to tell who was who. 
 
The girl began to wish James was with her. She hurried 
her pace as she drew closer to the old house. She 
stopped beside the house on its north side. A sign in 
the front yard announced it was for sale. That was two 
years ago now. She looked around, seeing no one was 
nearby, she gazed at the house, dark and foreboding. 
Curiosity got the best of her; Kara looked around 
again then started up the driveway to the front door. 
She cut around to the back and the patio door. She 
heard and read over the years where several people had 
been reported missing and some were discovered dead at 
the back of the house.

She drew in a breath and stepped through the back 
sliding glass door past the broken plywood covers into 
the house. She shone her flash light around the room. 
The dining room and living room were as they were left 
fifty years ago.

"What is it about this place that is so intriguing?" 
she wondered as she stood just inside the door looking 
around in the gloom. She set the bag with the candy 
down near the back door as she entered the dining room 
area. The first thing she noticed was the musty smell 
and the thick layers of dust over everything.

There was just enough light from the silver white 
light of the moon slicing past the cracks in the 
plywood covers over the windows. Shining the flash 
light across the room she walked toward the glass 
china cabinet which still held all the fine china and 
silver. Nothing had been touched. She looked at a 
couple of the pictures, reproductions of art gallery 
works. She walked into the living room stumbling over 
a table and chairs in the dark dropping the flash 
light.
	
A voice seemed to call: "Hello."

Kara now scared again tried to see where the voice 
came from. "Um, hi... I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to 
..."

She backed toward the dining room shining the flash 
light around the room thinking to get out of there. 
The beam of light showed nothing.

The voice called again: "You're alright, its okay. 
Come on, I won't hurt you."

Kara stopped standing still she looked around. "I – I 
don't see you."

"Upstairs."

Kara looked around then found the stairs. The voice 
sounded reassuring, gentle to her, more so than Jimmy. 

"Come on," It said as she tested the stairs.

"I–I don't... know."

The risers creaked under her weight as she began 
ascending the old stairs.

"Come on, it's okay. No one will know. We're alone."

"Who are you?" She was still unsure what she was doing 
in the old house.

She was curious why someone was living in the old 
house. She started up the stairs, testing each riser 
to assure herself it was still safe. 

"Come on a little further..." The voice was beckoning 
to her in a "come on" tone.

Kara reached the top landing looked around until she 
realized the voice was coming from the end of the hall 
and a bedroom light by a bluish white light. She 
walked down the dark hall toward the light which did 
not cast light on the hall.

Coldness fell on Kara as if it were a blanket. Kara 
stopped near the door to peer in at the apparition 
that stood in the middle of the room. She stared at 
the figure in the middle of the glow of bluish-white 
light. For a brief moment the coldness felt as if 
someone had turned on an air conditioner. It was 
becoming cooler outside but this was only in one place 
in the room.

The girl gasped as she came to full realization what 
she was looking at.

"Hi, come on in."

The voice seemed to fill her head. She looked at a 
handsome boy near to her age.

Hesitatingly, Kara stepped into the room, her eyes 
fastened on the boy as he gestured for her to step in 
to the room.

The flashlight fell to the floor rolling under the 
dresser.

"I didn't think I'd ever get to meet anyone."

"Wh – who are you?"

"David – David Bentley."

"I thought no one had ever lived here."

"I've lived here for years."

The apparition moved toward her. The door quietly 
swung shut. Kara instinctively moved back until she 
hit the closed door. The girl gasped and started to 
scream as the apparition seemed to glide on air toward 
her stopping a few feet from the frightened girl.
Kara threw her arms up in a gesture to defend herself.

"No – I'm not going to hurt you. Please put your hands 
down."

The words were soothing and calming. Kara lowered her 
hands until she looked at the other. David stood in 
front of her. He gently placed his hands on her arms 
lowering them away from her face.

"Beautiful."

"I am?"
	
The boy nodded his head as he leaned forward to kiss 
the girl. Kara closed her eyes as his lips touched 
hers. His lips were feather light on hers. She soon 
found herself drawn in to him as he slipped his arms 
about her waist drawing her into him. Kara found 
herself drifting across the room with David, his mouth 
touching hers. The boy laid her on the dusty bed. She 
was looking up at him, he was hovering over her 
looking down into her very blue eyes. 

Lifting his lips from hers, he said lightly, "Lovely." 

"Handsome – hot."

"What?"

"A word that means good looking – handsome." She 
hesitated into his eyes. The eyes drew her in, the 
girl seemed to fall into the boy. "I – I like you."

"Oh." He held out a hand slipping the buttons open, 
spreading the blouse open to kiss her chest working 
his way down to her breasts. "Lovely..."

"Yes."

Kara forgot to button the blouse after making out with 
Jimmy. Kara gazed in to those mesmerizing eyes; his 
hand glided over her breasts opening the blouse more 
until it was unbuttoned to the skirt.

The girl drew in a breath as the blouse opened 
revealing the black lacy bra, the nipples of each 
breast tenting the lace. The boy placed his cool lips 
against Kara's kissing her long and deep, moving from 
her mouth to the tenderness of her neck. Kara let a 
soft moan escape her as he moved from her neck to her 
chest kissing each firm breast. She felt as if she 
could not get enough of what the boy was doing to her. 

With his free hand the boy pulled the skirt up to her 
waist. Feeling for the space between her legs he 
slipped his hand in to her panty down to her pussy. 
Kara gasped as she felt his hand inside her panty. 
Only once did Jim get brave enough to do that; she 
remembered how he fingered her until she cam on his 
fingers.

The boy sought out and found her tender young clit 
until she squealed arching her back as he seemed to 
press her to a second male induced orgasm. 

"Easy, David... easy, please," she said with pleading 
to her words. "Oooh yesss!"

Kara held her back off the bed as he slid his middle 
finger into her feeling the presence of the thing he 
hoped was still there; her maidenhood, that tissue 
thin membrane that kept her virgin. He grinned that 
the girl was still virgin. He withdrew his hand then 
knelt between the girl's legs, lifted the skirt out of 
the way. Kara felt the panty and pantyhose being 
pulled down. She lifted her head watching her 
stockings and panty being drawn down her legs. She 
breathed harder seeing them pulled down but no one was 
there but the white glow, the boy had been between her 
legs a few seconds ago. The panty and stocking were 
tossed aside. He knelt to kiss the girl's young pussy. 
A wet tongue slid up then down between her legs over 
her pussy. Kara grit her teeth laying back slowly 
thrusting her hips and moaning with the feeling of 
being licked and sucked, and kissed all at the same 
time. 

She moaned as he licked her pussy sliding his tongue 
in to her, she felt invaded as his tongue seemed to 
work its way back into her. She thrust her hips wildly 
with the feeling of being filled, her juices flowed 
from her as it worked her pussy until she arched her 
hips again moaning that turned to a squeal of delight 
felling the juices flow from her pussy. 

"OOOH, YES! YES! Oh, don't stop...!"

Slowly with light sensuous touches, the boy caressed 
her side down to her hips and legs as he continued to 
suck on her clit. He drew his hand back up to the 
tender-V between her legs. He could feel her stiffen a 
bit as he gently caressed her until he could feel the 
trace of moistness between her legs from his sucking 
her pussy. He lifted himself up again to kiss and lave 
her body down to her stomach to the waistband and belt 
of the skirt. Slowly and gently he fingered her pussy 
until she was moving her hips in rhythm with his 
fingers.

"Yes..." she said catching her breath. "I–I... have 
never done this before."

He hummed his satisfaction with the girl as he boosted 
himself up kneeling between her legs he opened his 
pants pulling out his engorged cock. Feeling it, he 
lowered himself back between the girls legs guiding it 
into her pussy. 

"It's been too long," he sighed thrusting it into her, 
the head sliding past her wet pussy lips. The girl 
grimaced as his fat boy cock slid past her lips then 
stopped. He grinned. "Virgin."

Kara nodded her head. She knew what would happen next. 
He backed up then thrust hard. The girl made a gasp as 
he took her. The girl was nice and tight as he went 
deep into Kara then began to pull out then thrust in 
again. Kara felt him inside her but she could not make 
him out now except for the white glow that seemed to 
press her to the bed. He seemed to go on forever 
thrusting in to her. There was nothing but the bed for 
Kara to grip with her hands. She bunched up the covers 
in her hands. With groans of an animal in heat the boy 
filled her tightness with his hard thick malehood. 

He fucked the girl to a climax; she let out a cry of 
ecstasy as the boy cream filled her. Kara cam in a 
stream of cum as he groaned releasing his pent up male 
juices. Rope after rope of boy cream filled the girl; 
Kara continued to moan with the feeling of being 
filled by him. 

Kara awoke some time later. Moon light spilled through 
the cracks in the plywood painting the floor in silver 
light. She looked around a moment trying to get her 
bearings. 

The girl wondered what she was doing upstairs. It was 
obvious it was a boy's room. It reminded her of her 
brothers' room, a typical mess. 

She sat up looking around. It was eerily quiet. No 
traffic on the street, no kids calling to each other, 
no parents looking for their children. Dropping her 
eyes to her bare legs she felt a cold chill come over 
her. The skirt was pulled up to her waist, the 
stockings and panty lay to the side. The moon light 
seemed to shift then she noticed the slight amount of 
blood and male semen leaking onto the bed cloths.

"Oh, no what happened to me?" she said under breath 
grabbing for the panty and stockings. "Oh, god I 
wonder if I lost it? Oh, god, no one will believe me 
if it does happen."

Nervously she pulled the panty on then the stockings. 
Checking herself in a dirty mirror, she ran 
downstairs. White light coalesced in to brighter light 
until the boy stood before her. Kara stopped at the 
bottom of the steps breathing hard as she stood before 
the light which filled the room in its blue-white 
glow.

"You'll be alright, Kara. Nothing to worry about. But 
when you arrive at your home you can no longer say you 
are virgin."

"You – you took my virg...?"

"Yes. We did it tonight. Good-bye, Kara." The glow 
approached her then gave her a long passionate kiss. 
The light faded, the room was bathed in darkness 
again.

Kara rushed across the room, grabbed her bag by the 
back door and bolted toward the street. She had 
another two blocks before she reached her block and 
house. She had to put the whole sordid episode behind 
her for now and hope she did not become pregnant. 

She went around to the back door. Her brothers were 
already home. Dad lay on the sofa, his head on her 
mother's lap trying to relax. Her bothers were 
figuring out who had the most "loot" this year. 

Kara stopped at the table to add her collection of 
candy to her brothers'. Strangely she did not feel up 
to wanting any candy now. She dumped the bag of 
goodies in to the big salad bowl. She looked at the 
picture that fell into the bowl. Luckily no one was 
watching. She snatched the picture from the bowl and 
put inside the blouse. She didn't say anything; her 
parents and brothers' were intent on some Halloween 
show on television. She slipped upstairs to her room 
setting the walking stick in the corner; she tossed 
the hat and cape on to the dresser. 

Taking the picture out of her blouse she looked at the 
picture of David. Kara caught her breath. The picture 
was of him – David Bentley, the boy -- the boy who 
seduced her and took her virginity. The sound startled 
her; she dropped the picture backing toward the wall.

A boy's voice echoed through the room: "Kara, I'm ba-
a-a–ck!" 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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