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Claire Shows It All

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This was a discussion with my naughty little sister.


(Claire) You know those days when your quim just won't sit still? Well I had one of those days yesterday. I just wanted someone to see me, to watch me. I wanted to show my sex to someone. So I went back to our top field, the one that backs onto the secondary school playing field. I just waited until lunchtime, and waited until some boys got near enough to the fence to notice me. Then I just started a conversation, a really dirty one. I got them interested, and then I squatted down with my knees spread while I talked to them. Oh Jayne, I tell you, I was in half a mind to pee myself for them. I loved how they looking at my crotch. Fuck, I got soooo fucking wet! Then I sat down with my legs open and started to stoke my panties. There were two boys, and I could see the bulges in their trousers. Then I dared them to get their cocks out. I said there would be a treat for whoever was brave enough. Meanwhile, I took my panties down. Having my bare little whim exposed always does it for me, as you know. I fiddled my clit as they watched, but one boy bottled it and left. The other took a look around and undid his zipper. His cock looked lovely. I told him I'd do something for him, but I wanted to cum first. I kept masturbating and asked him to swear at me, call me names, you know. At first, he wasn't very good. He just said stuff like, "Go on, you naughty, dirty girl." But when I threatened to go away, he got into it much better.   "Go on, you dirty bitch, rub your cunt, fucking do yourself." Which lead to a nice little orgasm.  His reward was me kneeling in front of him with his cock through the fence and in my mouth. It's funny, isn't it? Boys who don't have a lot of sexual experience, their cum tastes far less strong than men who have been around a bit. His was almost sweet.  Then, Claire told me more about her job. The law firm I work for is fucking amazing. I'm doing a lot of court work now. There's pre-trial stuff, things I have to look up for the instructing Solicitor, and things the barrister might ask for. But fuck, Jayne, in court! It's just the most horny thing you can imagine. Last week, we had a trial which could have resulted in our client going to prison for sixteen years, can you imagine it! Sixteen years of someone's life depending on us. From listening to the client conferences, I think he was guilty as fuck, but he didn't say that. So we had to defend him anyway. This time, I really got into the judge. He was late middle aged, maybe about fifty or so. But he had the most amazing eyes! Kind, yet firm too, and he had the most sensual mouth. As the trial progressed, I couldn't get the image of him fucking me, and me calling him daddy, out of my mind. By the last day of the trial, all that was left was his directions to the jury, which took about an hour, during which I was imagining him naked under his robes. I'd also invented a little scenario, where the trial judge gets to choose someone from the court to entertain him while the jury is doing their thing. I imagined he'd chosen me, and we had gone to his chambers. Once there, he'd pushed me back across his desk, opened his robes, pulled out his cock, torn my tights apart and was shagging me. I was well into this when my solicitor tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was alright. Apparently, I'd been jiggling up and down. I said I really needed the toilet, and scuttled off. Once in there I continued my fantasy to a most satisfying orgasm, just as we were called back in. Our client was found guilty and sentenced to ten years. Once back at our chambers, my solicitor asked to see me, and,told me that she knew exactly what was happening to me. She said that when she started practicing in court, she found the place so overwhelmingly powerful, she would often have to take care of business as well as her client. She said it would pass, but I hope it doesn't. Oh Jayney, some days when I know we are in court, I wear nothing at all under my skirt. I sit there, wetting up, imagining the most disgusting things! I'd love to be a barrister in those robes! Maybe even a judge one day!  My kid sister, a barrister! Wow! Well, if that's what she wants, then good luck to her. But I think she should avoid trials to do with sexual offences. She'd never get through them!

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