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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How To Hate ... Monroe Style....

Times change, things change, people change... You never promised me you wouldn’t... I just assumed you never would... Asshole by nature... I'm am asshole by experience....

You wear the pants as I wear tons of hats… comrade, fuck buddy,  blunt roller, chef, and personal therapist… *flicks BIC* as I listen… your baby mama’s a bum and all women are bitches... I have a pussy but I still listened... Defending your honor as you slandered my name.... My kindness for weakness... My dreams on hold so I can make your dreams unfold... No promise of monotony as my existence of fidelity transmutes monotony... Always priority as you weigh your options… I’ve always come dead last…

They say the closest ones to you are the ones you hurt the most…its only logical and natural for me to surrogate as your human cesspool, the aggregator of all your shit… natural for you... asshole by nature... criticize me, abuse my soul, mistreat and exploit my humanity until I drop to my knees in apologies… begging for forgiveness as I swallow millions of unborn babies... saving the world from future assholes as my stomach churns from the not so foreign substance that tastes of too many drugs and even more bitches... those bum ass bitches...

Warnings because I love you… someone should have warned me not to love you… Baby don't fuck with those shady niggas! ... too much talent to lose your life to drugs... I’m not a psychic but I’m smart as the fuck… drugs lead to jail… I accepted all calls that your niggas ignored… I ignored all calls from your niggas trying to fuck... Heated fucked sessions in the shower… when we’re done I wash your back...more fuck sessions, in someone else’s shower, as I slumber… stabbing foreign pussy while stabbing me in my back… I always allowed you to deep dive in the pussy you shallow motherfucker... caring for you when you’re stressed, broken and ill you sick motherfucker...

Your main bitch but never your only bitch… your shoulder to cry on as you made me cry lakes, rivers and oceans…  your best friend as you become my worst enemy… I tried to teach you how to love a bad bitch… you taught me how to hate a sorry ass nigga…#SWAG!

~Viola Monroe