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Friday, October 11, 2013

SPLAT DAT

(SPLAT DAT)
THE BEAT…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFDx-L7PcrY&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Splatter me…
I ain’t talkin bout no normal wet.
I want you to pour torrential… Sprinkle all over me.
Wet the bed, the sheets, the carpet and the curtains.
I want to hear the squishy as I beat in that pussy.
Little drops splattering me.
I want to hear you as you scream.
Fuck me! Fuck me!
Slaps on ass cheeks as droplets splatter into the room.
Grunts and plea’s.
Fuck me! Fuck me!
You like it when daddy does that don’t you wit yo nasty self.
Beat down in that pussy and make that juice flow.
Thick dick that puts tears in those eyes.
A tingle in your belly that turns to full blown butterflies.
Daddy wants to splatter and pulls out.
Splatter that runs down ass cheeks and drips off pussy hairs.
You falling quivering to the bed…
Splattered completely.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(I LOVE DEM STRIPPERS) THE TOPIC OF THIS WRITE WAS CHOSEN BY YOJUICEBAE

(I LOVE DEM STRIPPERS) THE TOPIC OF THIS WRITE WAS CHOSEN BY YOJUICEBAE
THE MUSIC POUNDING AS SHE DANCES…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2c5cEvTkdKc&feature=youtube_gdata_player

I find myself in her curves, lingering in her lines as she in tune with the beat reveals herself to me.
It is with great restraint that I hold myself.
She goes to the pole jumps up and slides down splits her legs and lights on the floor.
Got my mind hard… Got my rock hard.
A pole for a pole.
She standing on the stage over me flaunts her lily of the valley.
Shaved so bald… See.
I swallow the saliva in my mouth… Got me wantin to lick that thang.
Everytime I need to unwind she dances for me, so like a most beautiful dream.
I held captive look at her ass as it bounces, her hooded eyes as she smoky looks at me.
Lays on the stage and whispers words that only I hear as the beat pounds in my blood.
Spreads her legs… Such a pretty pussy on my stripper.
The music ends and I watch her as she naked leaves the stage.
Ummm Ummmm Ummmm.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

BLACKSEXTACULAR

(BLACKSEXTACULAR)
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SEXTACULAR… IT IS THE MUSIC… IT IS THE WORDS…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BeEDQMLtyGY&feature=youtube_gdata_player

I transfixed gaze upon thy form, lost in your darkness as it becomes my focal point.
The want to lick of thee… To taste thy sweet overwhealmes me and I drop to my knees and kiss the neverending blackness of thy thighs.
Watching as it continues into thine valley where a secret lies revealed…
The prize in the cracker jacks.
I raise thy thighs and pull at thine clit with my lips… Lap it with mine tongue.
Thee moan.
I suck it and tickle it as thou grabbest the back of my bald head and pull mine face in…
Tap a beat with your fingertips.
I savor the sensation.
You nut.
I stand and thou placest thine hand on mine rigid flesh and kiss it gently and I shiver in my mitochondrial.
Sigh as thou takest I in thy mouth.
Silky and smooth.
I look into thine eyes as thou lookest up at me and am overwhelmed by the need to impale thee.
I pickest thou up and kiss thy deeply as I enter the pink of your sheath.
We fuck succulently.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Thursday, July 25, 2013

[GET BUTT NAKED]


[GET BUTT NAKED]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... DONT SLEEP ON IT...
http://youtu.be/B9s2fq0Ycmg

I will strip your mind butt naked and kiss and caress it...
Turn it around and beat it savagely... take it awayyy... awayyyy.
We, you and I on a voyage to Sirius B where an M class planet awaits our arrival. Wecome home our lost survivors... welcome home.
You and I on a street corner where the shit goes down right in broad daylight as an innocent bystander takes a bullet and sinks to the ground.
Nine short years old.
Reality and fantasy... tragedy and vanity all in the palm of mine hands...
Butt naked minds...Butt naked minds.
Mmmmm mmmm mmmm.
Take you to the moment a man realised that he was regarded as little more than an animal by the system... an anomaly to be erased from a hypothetical page where his life but a number scrolls by... another black mark gone.
Another born to be a slave.
Your mind pulses as I stroke it and make synapses fire in electrical impulses of growth... Painting with the most vivid of colors.
Tones of black and white that fall into the areas of grey where you exist... A product of the machine.
Come let me strip your mind butt naked and kiss and caress it.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

the moment before waking

[THE MOMENT BEFORE WAKING]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. MAKE SURE THAT YOU LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/19ZVrK0BPbo

A thought and she manifests in my psyche, so real and tangible yet a dream.
A whisper in my cerebral cortex, a sigh escaping my lips as I reach for her and she disappears.
She has become my torment and my release as she swoops in on the wings of a subconscious journey across the clouds of my synapses. The plains of my loneliness... a barren grey landscape littered with loves remains.
Lightning flashing and becoming her energetically...  The storm that saturates my skin and chills my bones.
I who it seems is fated to depart alone.
A lone passenger on a ship that knows no home... Tossed across stormy seas where the wind howls in anger and memories surge forth from the depths with tooth filled tentacles... reaching... reaching to consume mine soul.
Her name escapes my amnesia and stays the icy touch of he the beast as I use her as the talisman that sends he sinking back to his icy lair.
I wake drenched and breathing rapidly as she fades away.
Fading into the waking realization that she has gone away.
I stand to face yet another day, surrounded yet all alone.
Surrounded in the enigma.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

A thought and she manifests in my psyche, so real and tangible yet a dream. A whisper in my cerebral cortex, a sigh escaping my lips as I reach for her and she disappears.She has become my torment and my release as she swoops in on the wings of a subconscious journey across the clouds of my synapses. The plains of my loneliness... a barren grey landscape littered with loves remains.Lightning flashing and becoming her energetically. The storm that saturates my skin and chills my bones. I who it seems is fated to depart alone.A lone passenger on a ship that knows no home... Tossed across stormy seas where the wind howls in anger and memories surge forth from the depths with tooth filled tentacles... reaching... reaching to consume mine soul.Her name escapes my amnesia and stays the icy touch of he the beast as I use her as the talisman that sends he sinking back to his icy lair. I wake drenched and breathing rapidly as she fades away.I stand to face yet another day, surrounded yet all alone. The enigma