All Characters are over 18.
A short, fun little story to write. I hope you like it now that it's in the correct category.
I am not a professional writer, but I enjoy telling stories; if you are looking for perfect grammar and syntax, I am not the writer for you. But I just bought Grammarly. Hopefully, that helps.
Charlotte the Harlot
"You get back here right now, young lady!" Jedediah growled through clenched teeth. Charlotte froze and turned back to her father, tears forming in her eyes.
"I will not have you acting like a Harlot in front of the whole dam town, little Missy. Do you understand me, young lady?"
"Yes, Pappa," Charlotte whispered.
"I told you that you could square dance, but none of that dancing with only one boy shenanigans. Don't do it again, or you're going home." Said her frustrated father.
"Yes, Pappa," Charlotte replied as her father walked away. Charlotte ran from the old Hall into the hay field as fast as her dress would allow her. She didn't look back; she was bawling uncontrollably. There was a big tree at the end of the field she was heading towards. She didn't care where she ran. She just had to get away from her father. Fifteen minutes later, her brother Jeremiah found her lying in the grass under the big old tree.
" Jerry, Why does father have to be so old and stupid?" Charlotte spat out at her brother.
"I don't know; why don't you ask him yourself," Jerry said nonchalantly.
"I'm 18 years old; I'm an adult; I should be able to dance with whomever I want; how am I ever going to decide on who to marry if I can't socialize with the boys and find out what they are like." Jeremiah just sat on the ground, looking at his hands, listening to his little sisters, little problems. He had his own problems to worry about; he was engaged to get married and didn't know the first thing about women.
"Why would he call me a harlot? I have never done anything wrong, ever, for him to call me that; he's just a stupid old man stuck in his stupid old ways." Charlotte cried.
Charlotte sobbed a bit before she went on." Do you know what a Harlot is, Jerry?"
Jerry shook his head. "No."
"A harlot is a woman that has many sexual encounters with multiple partners and is happy while she is doing it." she paused and caught her breath. "Jerry, do you know how many sexual partners I have had?"
"No," said Jerry sadly.
"None Jerry, I've had None, Yet our all-knowing father has the audacity to call his virgin daughter a Harlot.
"I don't have any experience either, Charlotte," Jerry said in a whispered voice.
"BUT FATHER DOESN'T CALL YOU A HARLOT, DOES HE?" Charlotte yelled at her brother. Jerry just sat there wishing he knew what to say to his sister to ease her pain. After a few minutes, Charlotte sat up and wiped the tears from her face.
"I hear you masturbating late at night, Jer, and sometimes I touch myself at the same time, dreaming of a man's touch on my body, but I have never acted on it with you or any man. Don't you think I could get a man to touch my body if I wanted to, Jerry?"
"Any man would be lucky to be able to touch you, Charlotte," Jerry whispered, still red-faced and embarrassed about being caught masturbating.
Charlotte put her hand slowly over Jerry's pants feeling for the bulge at his groin. A moan came from Jerry's lips. Charlotte got bolder and wrapped her fingers around it, gently squeezing it through his pants.
"Can I touch it, Jerry?"
Jerry's response was to pull down his pants and underwear, never taking his eyes off Charlotte; all he could do was smile. Charlotte reached in and touched a penis for the first time. It's so soft and smooth, with folds of skin too big for the shaft. Slowly It was growing in her hand as she watched the skin stretch over the hardening shaft.
"Wow, it's amazing. I never imagined it would grow like that, all the loose skin is gone, and it's so big now," Charlotte said in wonder.
"If you stop playing with it, it will go soft, and if you keep playing with it, it will stay hard. Jerry explained.
Charlotte was mesmerized by his cock and kept stroking softly. A small amount of liquid seeped from the hole, and Charlotte leaned over to taste it.
"Mmm, that tastes good, a little salty but good. How much liquid comes out of it, Jerry?"
"It seeps while you get it excited, and when I come, it shoots big ropes of semen for 4 of 5 feet. Then it slowly gets soft again." Jerry proudly explained.