[NUBIANSEXUALSCRIPTFLIP]

[NUBIANSEXUALSCRIPTFLIP]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN

http://youtu.be/AiKRsg0UYbc

Let me carress you and cause you to ooze all hot and sticky across the surface of my epidermis.

Creamy and sweet emissions that run down and streak the sheets as we fluidly release.

Let me paint pictures of a canal nature in the sweat of your skin as you gasp orgasmically into the chamber of our sexual relief.

Drum claps and stacatto screams as the beatdown occurs, as toes curl and chills cause teeth to chatter.

Rumpled covers and wet pillows... never a torture as sweet as this as my seed begs to be freed to wander your velvet road.

Let me look at you in all your chocolate intricacy as you display it so vividly... from brown to pink cotton candy tones.

Such a delectable piece of nubianity wrapped around and around in my mnd...

Playing nakedly exposed on my percepticality... known words have no definition for the complexity of thee... 

Wet me in the water of rebirth, in the knowing of you... so refreshing as it washes clean the wounds of survival in these strange times.

All this contained in the layers of you so imprinted on the walls of me like some urban graffiti... blank wall that is now the canvas of we.

Let me rub your skin and sink into your pores.

Let me...

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[DO THOSE THINGS]

[DO THOSE THINGS]

THE MODEL FEATURED IN THIS PIECE IS NAMED ANA FOXXX.

THE MUSIC AND IT IS A BANGER... DON'T SLEEP ON IT...

http://youtu.be/wedjH9HAuPQ

Do those things that make me want to melt into you...

Dwell in the depths of your womb...

Beat at the walls.

Make me cum in my mind a thousands times as the blood rushes to my other head.

Makes it swell in anticipation of an invitation to enter the hall of your mansion.

Lavishly display your flower for me... show me its petals.

Glistening in such pretty shades of purple to pink.

So fragrantly pleasing to my sense of smell... a taste of honey as it drips onto my waiting tongue.

Lay back and pose for me like an artistic rendition... I feel it in the recesses of my perception roaring like a train... Whistle as it screams past... Bend over and let it hang.

Buttnaked ambitions of beating it till you lay sweaty and still... holding your belly.

Small explosions still going on... tremble and moan.

Satiation...

Do those things for me.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

FREAKY SUITE

[FREAKY SUITE]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
http://youtu.be/zDO47NMweQg

I encourage you to fuck with my mind.
You such a succulant piece of creation as you dribble into the particles of me.
Fuck with me and make me want to fuck with you.
Lay you down and fuck you till my dick is sore... till you beg me to stop cause your pussy is swollen.
To kiss you between your thighs as I push against them and make your clit stand so strongly.
To those who think that the talking of nasty is new or that it takes away from the beauty of you.
Fuck em!
When you wake in the morning know that I see the freak in your eyes all subtle and repressed.
When you lay in the bathtub and rub your secret parts with the door open while making love to the water I see you.
I see your freak when you put on those stilettos and prance along... legs, ass, and tits as they stand so strong.
See the difference between me and the next man is that I will call you on it... confront your freak and make her come out.
Fuck with her mind and make her fuck with you hormonally as I stroke her with soft words.
Make her purr.
Vibrate into the air of my air.
Become one with me as we fuck... hot and sweaty.
I encourage you to fuck with my mind.
Fuck with my freak


jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

[WAR OF THE COLLECTIVE MIND]

[WAR OF THE COLLECTIVE MIND] A SCI FI SHORT
THE MUSIC FOR THIS STORY... DOES THAT NOT MAKE IT A SOUNDTRACK...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL24cV6IIynraW46TzGpcZl7-pe4RUfrSI

It is now the year 2075 and a whole lot of things have changed. The last world war happened 43 years ago. It was against the people.
The governments of the world banded together under a new banner and formed a plan to control what they perceived as threats and came up with an igenious way to control the common man and woman. The chip was small amd effective. It was injected in the people of the world during the outbreak of a new virus that killed thousands of millions the world over
Would that the people could have known that even the virus was part of the plan.
The chip has changed things.
Man now lives under the collective mind there is no more free thought and the flag of the level and the square flys from the towers that stand as testaments to the power of the illuminati 
The chip is now placed in children at birth... Born slaves.
There is no reason to watch T.V. 
Everything is automatically programmed into the central cortex. Even dreams are suppressed and controlled. 
We live in dorms in these cities that dot the land and do the jobs that we are told to do by the CENTRAL CONTROL AGENCY. Big letters, no one is allowed to breed without authorization.
The government decided that race was also a detriment and people were interbred until this generation has no race.
No more people of different races are being born and the children are raised by THE AGENCY in the "camps."
We are even able to communicate via the chip which attaches itself to the brain 
You know what? 
I think my chip just died today.
There have been signs that it was losing its control as far back as 8 months ago. That was when the dreams started to come in the night.
The dreams make me want to be free and give me clues as to how to do it.
I do not want the chip to alert the authorities as it is programmed to do.
The dreams tell me that I must leave today.

[ELECTROSEXUALLY]

[ELECTROSEXUALLY]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS CYBERSEXUAL JAUNT...
http://youtu.be/352n1E-MKEo

You have the most amazing ability to excite me electronically.
A most beautiful representation on a cyber screen... Dancing undulatingly into the sexualty of my freaky psyche.
Dripping into the karma of my sutra thicky as honey dribbled on buttermilk biscuits.
Thickly like cold cane syrup...
Chocolate on an African tongue in the dark of a den of love where sweat tesifies to the frantic need to feed.
The need to release.
Hips that jut into the sensuality of my want... My energetically.
Fractured pieces of me which I rain on the mounds of you thickly. 
Covering you fluidly in the cream of my passionality... Words cease to have defined meaning as flesh seems to become the reason...
I hope you caught that cause I am in the perimeter and the center as I drift lost in the hue of nubiality.
Explicitly trapped in a state of juxtaposion as you have become the transition... An image on my computer screen so thickly displayed.
Cybersexually funked into the freaky of my horney... Show me just a bit more... Pull that fabric to the side. 
Ahhh That skin so pliant to the song that I sing in hushed tones... touch it for me.
Thats not a question or a plea it is what you will do for me.
You have the most amazing ability to excite me electronically.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{PHAT KAT}

{PHAT KAT}
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ROMP... MMM MMM MMM.
http://youtu.be/iTEN117X9rc

DAMN GIRL! 
How you get that kat so phat?
Got me drooling in my brain pan... 
Insane in the grey of my membranes.
Spread and let me see that kat as it pushes against the fabric.
Damn girl that punani so phat.
Got my tongue hard.
Pole on swole.
Be my dirty dancer and make it wink for me... bend it over and let that kat hang in my demented dreams.
See I say the things that other men are afraid to say... let me in so I can play in that phat kat.
Ride it like a gorilla on a rampage in the heart of the jungle.
Beat it like a drummer at a battle of the bands to a standing ovation and screams of "FUCK IT DADDY!"
Wet sheets and crumpled panties laying on the floor as I fuck the bed up.
Pay special attention to the phat lotus blossom of that kat... lips on swole from the width and length of my natural ridges.
Veins and skin as I push it in and try to wreck the walls of your womb.
Make that kat purr in obvious releif as you release all up and down the hardness of me.
Fall on your face trembling and sighing as we bust shots... 21 gun salutes orgasmically.
DAMN GIRL! 
How you get that kat so phat?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[NO DISRESPECT INTENDED]

[NO DISRESPECT INTENDED]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. YOU BETTER LISTEN ...
http://youtu.be/6Ogp6I4D4-c

I really dont mean any disrespect but somedays I wake up with big ass all on my mind.
I dont mean no regular ass, I'm talkin bout some a dat pure dee downright oooo lawd big ol ass that jiggles whether its in jeans or a skirt.
Not ass but BIG ASS ASS.
Some of that ass so phat you can see it from the front or the back... some ah dat bend it over ass that you want to hit from the back and hold and watch ripple.
Spank and drip sweat all over.
Ass that will cause an instant erection in the most embarrassing situation... what did that preacher say?
Mopping sweat with the A.C. on 12 below.
I dont feel its a sin to look cause if I was'nt suppossed to look dat ass would'nt be made like that.
All big and juicy bout to jump out of dat skin that holds dat ass in... got me so fucked up in the ass recepting part of my brain.
If that ass was musix it would be bass as it thumped down in the trunk... funk, funk, funk and thump, thump, thump, thump all over them cheeks in a most salicious moment.
Lewd dan a motherfucker as dat ass became my sounding board... slap, slap, slap and splat splat, splat.
Damn woman dat ass is just so damn phat in the sub of my concious.
No disrespect intended.

jerald hamzah faruq murphy