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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