Break-Up Blog... Fuck!

How I love you thee, let me count the ways… you are my reason for living… the mate that keeps my soul at ease… Why do I love thee I’ll never know… you wretched motherfucker I wish you had never infiltrated my life…. Bastard, you have destroyed my soul and ceased my happiness… Don’t stare at me that way when I am pissed… STOP fucking looking so sexy after fucking up so grandly… go away, we just broke up…. Come back daddie, let’s make up…

All’s fair in love and war… I’m going to fuck you one last time so you remember how good the pussy is… Stop kissing me! ... I will NOT shut up… I’m pissed! … uhhhhmmm… those lips…. your tongue overpowering my ability to curse your ass low like a dog… sequestering my resolve to fury… seizing my mouth until my curses are in cursive… how sophisticated you are… ravaging my lips as if they were French delicacies coated in MAC lipglass… my anger drips into an abyss of forgotten qualms as my pussy drips into my purple La Perla thongs… you son of a bitch!... wait, what were we fighting for?

This is the last time you shall play me for a fool! …I promise that you shall learn your lesson… I will suck the imprint of my taste buds into your dick, than I shall leave you… forever…. Polo t-shirt, polo draws ... Now come, take that fucking Polo off… that red Ralph Lauren that sits across your waist in that way that I so adore… used to adore…. Damn, has your dick always been this immense?!.... I taste you… have you always tasted this good… tears falling as I savor your flavor through that splendid dick… that glorious dick that supplies such pleasure, yet is the source of such pain… my thoughts clouded by the magnificent apparatus that vanquishes all rationale…  I hate you bitch… but I LOVE this dick… *swallows*…. To the bed… *sighs*… here we go again…

69 before I 86 your ass… I still can’t stand you… now stop lapping up my pussy as if I am a venti caramel frappucinno … your dick dancing on my tonsils as your tongue prances across my clit… taking my breathe away as you shove your massive dick deeper down my throat and your splendid tongue deeper into my pussy…  Deep throats lead to deep strokes… throw me onto the bed so that I can throw that ass back… pounding my pussy as if I’m being punished… I ride you with such fury to prove that I am still furious… pouncing on your penis as if I am a cheetah and you are my compliant and docile prey… fucking you so fucking hard… hating you so fucking much… scratching your back to attest to my hate for you… sucking your neck to confirm that I used to love you… umbrageous tears fall from my eyes as erotica leaks from my pussy… shrill curses intertwine with titillating moans… infliction transpires ecstasy… hate fuels love… painful pleasure… you will miss me a little when I’m gone…

You make me fucking sick… you never gave a fuck...  fuck me motherfucker! ... you are soooo fucking no good… you are sooooo fucking awesome... I fucking hate you... I FUCKING LOVE YOU DADDIE!!!! I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!!!!!...

P.S. It is better to have loved, fucked and then lost than to have not loved at all….

~Viola Monroe

P.S. I love you

I sit, watching, trembling at the sheer cruelty of the events that unfold right before my eyes… cowering behind a sheath of insecurity and uncertainties… in a lost daze I gaze at the ghastliness of it all… watch as my heart is stolen, my breathe is taken, my soul is siphoned out of body, my mojo is snatched, my happiness seized and my radiance dimmed to a mere shadow of what once was, what never was… watched as you took what was “me” away, packed in a purple bag, and smiled at the stunning carcass that lay at your feet, void of all spirit, all life… like a thief in the night… hell, motherfucker you couldn't even wait until the darkness concealed your horror … as the sun shone in my empty eyes I watched… We could have had it all… never agreed on anything less… I wanted you to have it all… silly fucking me… I gave you all… I poured as you drank… the more I poured the more you drank… glass always half empty ... reciprocity nonexistent in our world, in your world… it was always your world… I was nothing more than a mere minion, a jester chosen to entertain you… I pulled out all tricks while you called all shots… I gave you my all… too much was never enough… I loved the fuck out of you… you fucked over my love… fuck love… you never gave a lovely fuck… happiness became pain… luminosity transforming to the darkness that envelopes hell… trust converted to paranoia… Forevers now nevers...I sit… cold and lonely… I crouch, like a wounded gazelle, observing, behind broken stained glass as loves develops into hatred… hiding behind the seeds of diffidence that you planted with such clandestine grace and poise… an evil, detestable Samaria ninja… your iniquities never sitting on your conscience, never disturbing the peace that the heart thrives on for you have none… heartless warrior… soulless bandit… a con artist with good dick.. I loved you… you fucked me… you motherfucker… Fucking crook… pilfered my most valuable possessions, the rudiments of my core, my essence… deceiving my wits with false hopes and empty dreams… pushing nut laced with bullshit that you force fed me through a feeding tube of a dick… grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat as I lovingly swallowed your deception with such fervor… surreptitiously laughing at my stupidity as you thrashed my soul with each bang of your dick against my ass… savoring my cries of pain that I foolishly interpreted as pleasure… planting soft kisses of death across my yoni… my untimely demise part of your evil masterplan you fucking beautiful little liar... I would run faster than the show-off cheetah... I would scream like the fictional banshees that haunt the night... I should cry out as if I were a ferocious hurricane over a land of white sand... My voice... Gone... Rationale... Gone... Any sensation... Gone... Along with my heart, my breathe, my siphoned soul, my mojo, my joy, my fucking GLOW that made me "Me"... Vanished... Leaving me with nothing more than lustful memories, extraordinary "scars" and my sight... So that I could watch... As you throw that purple bag over your shoulder... Stuffed to the seams with Viola... Viola I love you... If this is love I prefer being hated... P.S. I LOVE YOU! ~Viola Monroe

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The "P" Word... Part Deux

Man’s best friend… root of all evil… the absence that blesses the heart with fondness… the Achilles heel of the human race… the philosophical “bad bitch” … by any other name she is just as sweet… taste her and see…

Stronger than the infamous gladiator Spartacus as he rules the Roman army… more powerful than the seductive song of the mythological Sirens as they lure innocent sex-driven beings to their untimely death… more potent than the purple strain of cannabis that grows under the blackest of lights … one hit… inhale her and you shall experience life…

A one woman show… forever prepared to “perform” as she adores the spotlight … So comfortable in her golden, sun-kissed butterscotch skin… glistening as if she were once part of Orion’s shield until she was pilfered from the sky… gliding through the cosmos and tiptoeing over the universe as if she is an angel that the heavens sacrificed so that the Euros experience true joy… do not gaze directly into her glow, for you will forever be entranced…

Her scent possessing the souls of all that she crosses along her journey of life… oozing a trail of passion, seduction, and flames of desire that hell’s fire wouldn’t dare compete with… she cums and goes as she pleases, scattering pixie dust of erotica into the pores of mankind… watering the soils of the Earth with the love of her loins, causing the flowers to grow higher than beanstalks and in colors more brilliant than the sun… one is mysteriously driven to get closer to her… inexplicably motivated to get inside of her…until the two implausibly become one...

Her flawlessness beyond description… a masterpiece so perfect that Mona Lisa manages to role her eyes in envy… her exquisiteness draws in her prey, naive beings that want nothing more than to lick, kiss and devour her aura until their hunger is satisfied… it is never satisfied… one could never get enough… her aroma a concoction of sex, love, pain, pleasure and hints of frankincense and myrrh… a scent so commanding that one daydreams of sleeping in her while dreams of her surmounts the medulla... soaking in a personal sea of bliss… I can tell you want to feel her…

She lives, thrives, and survives on attention... reciprocates love tenfold… so kiss her, suck her, love her, fuck her, adore her, admire her, respect her... never hurt her, never desert her… be nothing but good to her for in turn she will shall love you preeminently…

Instigating extreme infatuation… boasting daunting temptation…silent prayers for her manifestation… sought after from generation to generation… astonishment at her fascination… star of the brightest constellation … the foundation of all elation…  God’s loveliest creation… Power of the Pussy inferior to the Opulence of the Poonanie…

~Viola Monroe <3 

Pussy Eating 101.. P.E.

I peek at her… she is flawless… the color of burnt Egyptian sand… smooth as warm caramel that drips down the coldest of ice cream… my caramel baby…. I peek at her… she is perfection…

Her scent arouses every pore in my body… Plies brags about a pussy that smells like water… how unexciting… she is anything but insipid… her fragrance boasting soft ambers with hints of chamomile… no perfumes or man-made fragrances to veil her natural scent for there are none that could vie with her innate pheromones… her aroma should be bottled and gifted to kings and pharaohs…

I wish I knew what she tastes like… I envy you for you will soon know … she loves the fuck out of your dick… loves the way you fuck her until she cries so hard that we all began gasping for air… fucking is good… but fucking is just fucking… one aspect of sex… dick in, dick out, dick in, dick out… she, we, need to experience “SEX” in its totality… the nectar that she leaks down my voluptuous thighs tells me she needs to be taste… she is yearning to be savored… I envy you…  Dear tongue, I would like to introduce you to Ms. Pretty Pussy …

You have been gifted with a special skill of “dicking down” and I grin at the memories of how you make her cum until she is drenched in a sea of love… dick and pussy are innate allies…. It is only natural and normal that they connect so well… yet there is always time to teach a long tongue new tricks… tonight we shall be naughty schoolteacher and eager student… look at her… she is pretty… beauty should be consumed… smell her…. her scent alone could drive a monk wild with passion… soft ambers with slight allusions of chamomile… it is time that I teach you how to taste her… properly…

A pussy, at least my pussy, does not start and end at the two lips that cover the ever so sensitive clit… she is powerful and thus possesses a “zone”… you must conquer area 69… it is obligatory to dominate   the pleasure zone to profusely please the pussy… you do want to please the pussy… right? … one must not be greedy… roughness is prohibited…. complete attention and adoration are essential… using your tongue to explore the nadir of my fervor…  slowly sampling the syrups of sex that leisurely trickles down my sector of sensuality … your tongue is the star but you have a number of supporting actors… licking my thighs as you gently squeeze my titties…. Sensual kisses painted across my belly… Nibbling my ass as your fingers dance in my yoni… pussy eating is a process… keep up young Jedi… 

The slow leak becomes a constant stream… my small cries become corporeal moans… she is now ready… she is so pretty, not a hair in sight to hinder your escapade… you lick her as if there was no other pussy in the world more perfect than she… teasing me as you lick her… your tongue exploiting the walls that conceal her precious pearl… lapping up her juices that cover her thick lips… lips that are plump with passion… your licks transforming to soft suckles… suctioning up the walls of that butter pecan skin… the same pussy that has pampered your dick now being pampered by your lips … more teasing until I cannot fucking take it any longer… “Eat me daddy”…

You are always so obedient… tongue kisses to the tip of the clit… savoring the flavor of my honey pot as the gyration of my hips cause you to go deeper… I sigh a short lived sigh of relief once the warmth and moisture of your tongue mingles with the warmness and dampness of my cavern of erotica… she’s leaking, soaking wett… tongue and lips in cahoots as you make love to my pussy with your mouth… a tango of pussy and tongue...in and out… sucking up the fruits of your labor as if it is the potion for eternal youth… your entire mouth covers my pussy as you hold my ass in your palms, pushing me closer as though you would rather die of suffocation from being buried in my pussy than to ever stop relishing in the scent of soft amber, with hints of chamomile… she is delicious… I am delectable… expressing my fury through shrill screams and sporadic trembles… you do not need air for she is more necessary than anything at this very moment… sucking, licking, kissing… nibbling my city as you whisper sweet, wet nothings into my pussy... Overpowering that pussy... Devouring that pussy...loving that pussy… that magical mouth of yours pleasing me for an eternity, a lifetime of orgasmic movements … compelling me into lunacy until I have reached my zenith… I quiver as my yoni is adored... My legs trembling as my soul is released through the cum that pours out of me and into your mouth... I stare at you lovingly as you drink every drop of it with the thirst of a camel… I grab your face and kiss you with indescribable zeal… I have always wanted to taste myself …

~Viola Monroe

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Triple Entendre...XXX

Here we go again… this fucking atmosphere… that fucking freaky ass buzzing that always throws my pussy into a warm whirlpool… That fucking scent of “you” that forces my nipples to become so hard that I discreetly rub them to ease that pleasurable pain … all these fucking rudiments of fucking… how basic… triple entendre… three better than two any day… Mr. Pretty dick taught me that… you and I make a magnificent duo… almost perfect…and then a “third” appears… my eyes beg… my yoni yearns… my lips plead… please baby… lets triple our fucking pleasure… that fucking entendre…

I am a tad older… a little more experience under my ornate lavender Vickie secret string that sits in the crack of my voluptuous ass cheeks… pouncing on my prey like a true cougar… I shall set the stage for my younger and much more vibrant allies… one additional pleasure puppet to tickle my pussy… one extra mouth to feed… one bonus portion of meat to nourish the fire that burns the inside walls of my vulva … I’ve always dreamed of being a teacher… getting my pussy licked while my ass is being bitten as I better the world with lessons in bliss… killing 3 birds with two stones… in true Monroe style I shall always bite off more than the average and never more than I can suck… and fuck… I am the moderator… tonight I shall instill in you a necessity more valuable than breathing… both of you…

Viola… Ms. Monroe if you’re nasty… I prefer Ms. Monroe… I have been blessed… a well-endowed sexual experience with two well-endowed carnal phenoms… alternating screams and whispers of every pitch as I satisfy two yearnings with one body… shrieks of “Ms. Monroe” causing the wayward teacher to crack her whip and demand more…. I feel naughty as shit… Freaky as fuck… “Sit down young man… before I am forced to spank your perfect ass with my ruler”…. “Bite this clit or I will punish you both”… I am the smallest of the trio but I stand the aggressor… I am cougar hear me fucking ROAR… my roars transforming to purrs as each student competes with the other for the accolade of teacher’s pet… becoming a kitten as each hungrily suckles the milk from my bursting titties and laps up the thick pulp produced by my overactive pussy… star pupils making my pupils roll to the back of my head…

I must take a moment to digest this experience as my juices are consumed… I watch as you pause, my number one always aiming to please… I watch as you take a breather from devouring my pussy to allow the fruits of your labor to drip down those luscious lips of yours… the potion of my lips glossing your lips…fucking entendre… I taste me as I lick you… I am entranced at the delightful saccharine flavoring that my body has produced and now understand why you have a slight obsession with consuming me… snapped out of my trance as number two attempts to steal the limelight and forcefully slip all nine inches into the opening that your tongue filled moments ago… I said that you two are PUNISHED! ... No more dicks… no more tongues… too much pleasure will cause you to go blind… anatomy 101...

I have lost my mind… all rationale gone with the fourth nut brought on by my fairy-tale threesome… Roles reversed and I am now the prisoner… I try to run… feeble attempt at fleeing the criminal scene of erotica… weak in the knees and double teamed I am captured under the streetlights… barraged as our “extra” slips his tongue in my ass and your tongue finds its way back to its second home… the world and many hidden watchful eyes being schooled in bliss by the triumphant trio… my body crumples against the metal of a foreign car as my fifth nut possesses my soul … it is your fault, always your fault… this fucking atmosphere… that fucking freaky ass buzzing…. that fucking scent of “you”… all these fucking rudiments of fucking… how basic … three better than two any day… triple entendre...

~Viola Monroe

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Premeditated Purple

When you are mad you "see red"... envy is green... passion, sweet passion, could be nothing less than the color of royalty.... passion, my dear, causes delusions of the most enchanting exotic shade of purple... passion is personified by purple…. I think purple, see purple, dream purple… I glance at you and I am overcome with visions of purple… I am possessed by passion… I am entranced by you….

The moment you enter into my system with your mere presence I fully understand the frustration a man feels when his dick is rock hard… I am saturated…. Drenched in purple… leaking passion from every crevice of my pussy… biting on my violet grape flavored lips… wishing they were wrapped around that dick that is swathed in the softest fabric that Ralph Lauren could print his name on… my fantasy tickled by the scent that introduces your persona to the world…. Watching you create your hidden realm through images that the world shall forever see…. Smelling that love potion that leaks from your pores as if you even sweat nectar … thinking about you, fantasizing about what I would do to you, planning on how to solidify my thoughts and make my fantasies come true…  closed my eyes and wished on the brightest star that I could have my way with you…

You are unaware of the flame that you ignite in the caverns of the soul of my pussy… a blaze so scorching that my volcano of lust explodes a million times until my panties are drenched in….… you guessed it… purple potion of passion…  pre cum… prematurely nutting at the mere thought of you… heart palpitating so hard that I can see the beat of the art that you have embossed into my membrane…  my breathing becoming heavier with every movement of pure genius that your body effortlessly yields… my pussy rapidly progressing from a small rain puddle to a monsoon that is overpowering the thin fabric of my lavender thongs that are forced to savor the extract of the pussy that produces the most wonderful natural disaster….

My libido is overactive… my imagination is libido driven…my mania broken for a mere second…  even a genius must take a break… all your concentration sifting from your masterpiece in progress to the magnum opus that is me… the human artistry you have surreptitiously owned since the first time my purple eyes beheld you and were blinded by your magnificence…   you glance at me lovingly… brown eyes shaded purple as you inhale my aura and thank my maker for fashioning such a perfect creature… moments of you high-fiving our creator for the my beautiful breasts that spill out of my blouse as they attempt to escape to reveal their perfection to the world… a slight smile as you watch my ass, my little purple thong peeking from the center of my ass, my pants seemingly overpowered by my firm, round ass… smiling as you imagine biting that ass as I scream adulations and obscenities so loud that you bite a bit harder to counterpart the hardening of your dick…. I silently observe that massive bulge of man muscle in your jeans as I enter into your personal space and my scent of aromatic purple tickles your nostrils… I can feel you watching me as I secretly watch you… every sensual move I make enticing you to take me in the bathroom and fuck me until I am unable to remember anything other than the way my pussy tingles long before and after your dick delves into it and spills its secrets onto your skin… quick glimpse at the bulge and I see my effects… the wetness that creates a small dark spot on your Levis… both drenched in passion, purple… and pre cum…

We lock eyes and in that split second we are overwhelmed… the entries to our souls creating a communal fantasy… our breathing stops as we imagine me straddling your dick while you sit on your purple chair and slowly nibbles my titties… riding your dick like a madwoman as you whisper my name.. “Don’t stop fucking me Viola”… “Don’t FUCKING stop Viola”… you always said I never listened very well… I must stop… only to change positions… I lay myself across the countertop and could give a lovely fuck if it is strong enough to support to fervent fuck fest I have in mind… you climb on top of me, inserting that gorgeous God given gift of a dick into my pussy that is now dripping from the countertop to the floor… you fuck me like I am the rarest and most delicate violet that you are afraid will break if you use too much force… I am unbreakable daddy…I fuck you back to prove that I am indeed indestructible…  your slow grind becomes a maddening jab at my pussy… over and over and you imprint your name into my pussy until I cannot remember my own name… you love me, and fuck me, until I am unable to recollect any time that did not involve your dick… you fuck me until we both collapse, on the countertop, and I can think of anything other than the tingle in my pussy that will last long after you have gone…. You fuck me into paradise, a passionate purple paradise… you look down… our stare is broken… our breathing is heavy… our imaginations forced to settle down… our minds have created a blueprint… tonight shall reek of purple… premeditated purple....

~Viola Monroe

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WETTT...

It’s raining, it’s pouring, Ms. Monroe should be scoring… the beat of the rain against my window panes justly triggering mild insanity… its rhythmic pound competing with the overwhelming pulse in the heart of my loins… it’s so wettt… no reference to the rain…

Dark skies, soothing sounds of a constant downpour instigating a sudden monsoon in my passion purple panties… I have chosen my victim… prepared to torture his dick with pleasurable pain… beds are mediocre, carpets are rough… but balconies…. Balconies are perfection… I have watched the rain… it is time that the stream of h2o from the heavens returns the love and beholds my beauty…  

Naturalness exposed to the Mother of everything natural… Adam knew the key to ecstasy… not just naked…. Although bareness is bliss in itself… naked in nature is a scene directly out of erotica… every scar, every mole, every birthmark, every tattoo, every portion of my ravishing, caramel sun-kissed body offered to the wet trees, the glistening blades of grass, the eyes of anyone deviously peeping through slits in windows treatments and  wishing they were a brave as I… so valiant that I peel off the purple passion panties, the last piece of barrier from nudetopia, and prepare for my date… with my chosen prey… as nature’s mommie stares on….

He has always been my partner in love, war, crime and sex… we have made a pact to conquer the world as a duo… exulting such a clandestine fantasy, as the hummingbirds are muted as they surreptitiously watch… silent screams to the world that we mean business… we are not be fucked with… so we shall fuck… the wet trees releasing offerings of love in the form of multicolor leaves that stick to our skin as if they never want to let go…. The glistening blades of grass creating the most magnificent bed that my ass has ever had the pleasure of being tickled by… the eyes of our veiled and soundless audience making our hearts race from the fearless candidness of our purely carnal and illicit acts being on display…

With all restraints gone we have nothing to assist with reaching the hidden paradise beyond ecstasy other than the settings of nature and pure instinct… and the rain of course… the rain that makes me so wettt…. The universe’s gifts to all that are willing to accept…. We accept… we shall rule this world… but first he must rule this wettt pussy, as my ass is tickled by those blades of grass and my senses aroused by those hidden eyes that I cannot see but can feel burning holes of passion through my little plump buttocks as they watch it jiggle each time my partner rams his slippery dick into my wettt ass…   

The crickets join the rain in dee jaying our personal haven of sexual wonderment… he feels no wetness other than that created by his own hands, tongue or dick… he kisses my lips softly, all four of them,  as I am amazed at how he feels better with every second, better with every drop of rain that drenches his stunning, slim artful frame…  his tongue, lubricated by the tears of heaven, sliding in and out of my pussy, always hitting my “g-spot” with the zeal of a master marksman… we fluidly switch positions with great ease as our drenched bodies glide along each other… erogenous sensations running through the blood that pumps through my veins and causing goosebumps to form as he gently nibbles on my clitoris, with those perfect, wett lips and that warm, moist tongue…. The infamous 69 position in which my deep sucking of his massive dick competes with his tongue play on my pussy… our sexual rivalry triggering more fluid than either of our souls can ingest before climaxing at absurdity…

That fucking antagonistic rain… making my pussy so wettt…. His dickstiff er than any memory that I could recall… I could not recall my name at this point… that fucking rain that makes the wet trees cover my naked body with lovely leaves… that fucking rain that makes me giggle in between animalistic moans compliments of my comrades dick and the blades of moist lawn that delights my ass… my partner in corruption’s dick pounding in and out of the pussy that the rain has transformed into a wetland of pleasure…  mother nature watches, envy stricken, as that beautiful dick, that dick that has been tailored to my yoni, digs into the soul of my sexuality, possesses my soul through my clit, conquers our communal fancy via my wetness… I scream to the heavens as my fingers meet his dick and double team my pussy until the rain becomes a slight mist and the sky becomes purple…. Wetness… flooding our medullas into a frenzy of pleasure… slip and sliding down a utopia of wetness… it’s raining… it’s pouring… One point for the Oh so wettt Ms. Monroe…

`~Viola Monroe

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