First You Will Feast

Marguerite is a middle-aged woman with a voracious hunger for life. She appears as a refined and fashionable lady about town. But in private she unleashes her primal self and lets loose her appetites.

First and foremost is her lust for sex. For her it is much more than coming, than getting laid, than getting off. It is about consuming her partners, sucking their sexuality into her own.

Here we find her traveling by herself on a train. It is late at night. Sitting opposite her in the booth is a young man - working class; rugged.

No other passengers are in the car. She knows she has his rapt attention. Her hook has been set and she will now reel him in slowly, toying with him on the way to making him her next lustful meal.

We are privileged to hear her narrate the proceedings.

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Yes, young man. I see you. I see you looking at me.

No reason to be embarrassed. Why do you think I dress like this, with no bra to cover my luscious breasts, wearing a tight top? I want men like you to see me. Young sexy men. I want to feel your hunger. Hmmm.

Yes, keep looking, young man. Indulge yourself. No one else is in this booth, or even in this car. It is you and me, alone. With our lust. Don't deny it. Let it consume you.

Here, let me help. What if I unbutton this top button on my blouse? That's good, yes? You can see my breasts a litttle more now, can't you? And look, just a little lower. My nipples are hard, erect. See them pushing through my shirt? I know you can see them, because I can see your manhood pushing through your pants. Yes, good. I like seeing that you are hard. I want you to be hard. Hmmm. Hmmm.

Let me get you harder. How about if I unbutton the next button? You can see much more of my breasts now. Do you like that? Yes, I see you do. You have tasted the breasts of many beautiful women, haven't you? I know you have. Young, curvy women, with supple breasts. I can picture you squeezing and sucking them, feasting on them. Hmmm. Hmmm.

You want to squeeze and suck my breasts, don't you? To hold them in your firm hands, and squeeze, and squeeze, and suck. To lick and suck and kiss my nipples. To make them hard, very hard. To make me squeal, and moan.

You want to do that, don't you? Yes, you do. Hmmm. Hmmm.

Let me show them to you. I will completely unbutton my blouse. And take it off.

Look now. Look at my breasts. My beautiful, luscious breasts. See my nipples. They are hard, very hard. Like your manhood. You are hard just looking at my breasts. What would happen if you actually held them in your hands, and squeezed them, and sucked them? If you ran your mouth from one nipple to the other? Sucking, licking. Sucking, licking.

Would you want to come? Would do you want to be inside of me and drive yourself into ecstasy? Would you want to explode inside of me, yielding every drop of your desire? Hmmm. Hmmm.

Yes, you would. Think about that as I touch myself. Think about how badly you want to come inside of me, as I caress my luscious breasts. See how I gently massage them? See how I run my hands around them, on top, underneath. Hmmm. Hmmm.

Look at how I fondle one with both hands. Rub, caress, pinch, squeeze. Sometimes I squeeze hard, squeeze hard, like this. Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm.

Do you know that I was doing this just before you came into this train car? Yes, I was. I simply reached my hand inside my shirt and caressed myself. I toyed with my nipple until it got very hard. I made love to my breast. I massaged and squeezed. Massaged and squeezed. Caressed, massage, and squeezed. I squeezed hard, until I got very wet between my legs.

I am wet now, young man. I am very, very wet. Do you like it that I'm wet? Yes, I see you do. I see that you really, really do. I see how badly you want to come. You really want to come, don't you? You want to take your manhood, and plunge it deep inside of me. Yes, you do. Hmmm. Hmmm.

First, you will feast. Show me how hungry you are for my breasts, my beautiful, luscious breasts. Come to me. Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm.