Vannessa Monroe : Writing

3 Fingered Lie

3 Fingered Lie

A Poem by Vannessa Monroe


2 fingers in- Don’t tell me you love me. Don’t call me baby. Love doesn’t grind like that. You love my taste. Silky, flowing,..
The American

The American

A Poem by Vannessa Monroe


I love the way your fingers fit there, sometimes two. sometimes three- depending on the moon. Lets play a game. Lets pretend..
F**k Me Like A Soccer Mom

F**k Me Like A Soccer Mom

A Poem by Vannessa Monroe


F**k me like a woman who knows what she wants but never gets it. cumming in denial. tsk tsk. F**k me like the girl who touches herself jus..
Short.Cut.Moan.

Short.Cut.Moan.

A Poem by Vannessa Monroe


Thankfully, its not as taboo as it used to be. It's almost encouraged and most certainly all your fault. hair.pull.grab.my.a*s. For tastin..
Wet

Wet

A Poem by Vannessa Monroe


I think we're through playing the roles, that seem right on paper. that seem right in your favorite porn- clips, not movies. Don't lie to me. ..