THE LIONS DEN

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

[SLOWFALL EROTIQUE]

[SLOWFALL EROTIQUE]

THE MUSIC FOR THE SHOW...

http://youtu.be/pE0HaHUt9U0

A s

l into the thickness of all that is you.

Thee the harbinger of my most salicious dreams...

I want to see you wet...

The thickness of you that I want to explore... mountains and valley's all erupting from your core...

Do not hide from me for I am but a bard to see... to paint these pictures from words that tell of your fertility...

The beauty of your being... let me see thee in thy splendor.

MMMMMMM.

To drink of your fount as it lies exposed... big ol thighs to the sky.

Big, Beautiful woman... standing in BBW dreams of touching all that you are.

Gently for a second and then roughly cause that how I roll.

Part artist... part hard, no question as to my sexuality.

I like it thick... I like it thin... big booty's dance in the perimeters of my psyche.

If I said it any other way would you overstand?

Come to me thickly... cum to me.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[INHALATION]

[INHALATION]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS BRIEF INTERLUDE... TOTALLY SETS THE MOOD.

http://youtu.be/CuyezJiX3Aw

THE MODELS NAME IS TIERRA MARIE

Damn girl you got me all caught up in a twirl... lost in a swirl.

From the pointed heels of yo stillettos to the nappy curls that adorn the crown of thy head.

Make me mix old english all off in my prose...you hear I a knock pon yo doe?

Open thy door, thou hast blasted mine mind..

Lost all in the grain of your manifestation... the lusciousness of your stance.

Watch some hater come on here and start some shit... running to the facebook report button...

Click!.

Back to the introspection at hand... the dizzying heights of your long legs rising... rising.

Thou art art splashed pon the walls of mens minds... a memory of vivid color... a flash of activity.

The stuff that dreams are made of when in solitude, a most beautiful interlude.

Air as it fills the lungs after a freedive...

Aahhh fresh oxygen.

Thou hast entered the very ether of my being as I remain so lost in your matter.

Damn girl you got me all caught up in a twirl... lost in a swirl.

Monday, July 16, 2012

["THEY" DON'T KNOW ME]
THEME MUSIC PLEASE MAESTRO...
http://youtu.be/zm86kBCzUGo

"They" want to know who I am.
Who are "they?"
"They" don't know a damn thang bout me.
"They" got me fucked up.
This omnipresent "they" that be circling like vultures on a death scene...
Spreading rumors and trying to steal my stride...
Hold on I just changed it up.
More styles than a plastic surgeon got tucks.
"They" must wanna be like me or else why would "they" be so concerned with what the fuck I do.
"They" need to get some buisiness and stay the hell out a my way cause I got more stopping power than a lethal injection...
Me a lick gunshots pon dem in the name of all my ancestors... free man and slave...
"They" click the report button instead of talking to I like kings and queens... if "they" dont like me then "they" bitch ass need to hit delete...
I'm gone be me...
Unrestrained and free.
Obviously "they" ain't checked my resume...
Trap houses and street corners is where I was raised.
African progeny loosed on Babylonian streets.... talk much shit every damn day.
Fuck them "they."

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[PUBLIC DISPLAY ON A DARK BENCH] FEATURING LEELEE AINT MSBEHAVIN

[PUBLIC DISPLAY ON A DARK BENCH] FEATURING LEELEE AINT MSBEHAVIN
THE MUSIC FOR THIS JOINT... BETTA LISTEN.
http://youtu.be/ZhJ56v2JZts

Leelee
It feels like a rollercoaster.... slowly climbing up... the anticipation... right before we fuck... soaring to new heights... I'm clinging with all my might... squeezing my legs together... weathering the storm that's about to brew... the intense screwing... your pipe bruising my insides... as I ride... going up, up, up... to the top... OOOOOHH DADDY DONT STOP... dangling on top of ecstasy... trying not to fall on my knees... while you pull me back... inhaling the scent of my hair... you got me reaching out for things that's not even there.... squirming... holding in my cries... grinding in your lap while people nonchalantly walk by...

J
I feel the anticipation build as she sits on my lap...She wearing no panties underneath the fabric of the sundress...The smells of night as they fill the air that we breathe...A pause as I free John Henry from the confines of my Dickies.Slight resistance as I slide into her sheath...All the way to the root of the matter so to speak...The way that her ass jiggles as she rides...Slow at first... faster as I reach around and grab her throat with one hand... a breast in the other...All I see is her... all I feel is her...As the people walk by in ignorance.

Leelee
And all I see is him... trying to fill me to the rim... Cumtastic... sextastic... sweat soaks up our backs... as he deep strokes my ass claps... giving applause for that award winning performance... swallowing moans so I wont be heard... I can't remember our safety word... he's diggin' deep... lifting me off my feet... I'm taking what he gives out... I want that dick inside my mouth... those other lips are just as tight... draining all cum out of his pipe... I take flight... preparing for a landing... his dick is expanding... imma... bout to... SCREAM... pouring down my thighs was a nonstop stream...

J
Your wetness as it drips down into the hairs of my crotch...The way you work those hips... round and round... back and forth...I only hold your neck so that we can finish... I feel the scream trapped in your larynx...Using your body to pull you down on my thickened pole... I feel the palpitations of your excited heart in the softness of your pussy...The depths we explore in full view of the unsuspecting...I feel it so deep as it begins to boil in the muscles of my groin....You cum and I feel it splash on me...Feel it as it runs down my skin and puddles on the bench beneath me..I erupt and I strain to cum as deep in her as I possibly can...We sigh as she lays back into my chest and the people walk on by.

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy and LeeLee Aint Msbehavin'

Sunday, July 15, 2012

[THOUGHTS OF A CARNAL NATURE UPON WAKING] A COLLAB FEATURING LeeLee Aint Msbehavin'

[THOUGHTS OF A CARNAL NATURE UPON WAKING] A COLLAB FEATURING LeeLee Aint Msbehavin'
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. LISTEN CAUSE WE DO IT THIS WAY.. STRAIGHT DROP.
http://youtu.be/zzaGFEGYVFk

L
I wake up to the
Smell of pancakes galore
My thoughts took me back to last night
When my panties hit the floor
He grabbed me
By my waist
And my world shook
Like an earthquake
He rubbed on my
Buttery brown round
All ladylike decency
Was nowhere to be found
I rest my head on his chest
Thoughts all in disarray
While my fingers played in
His strands of grey
I was puddy in
Those manly hands
That has traveled
Through distant lands
Fingertips traced
The outline of my lips
His tongue followed
Trailing down to my hips
He flipped the script
His lips kissed THOSE lips
Slipped his tongue inside
It flicked and glide
Inside of my cherry pie
He smiled with pride
As my eyes
Slowly rolled back
The rumors I heard
Was a proven fact
My thoughts turn
Back to breakfast
I lay there
Aroused and breathless
He walks in
With those pancakes
And my whole body
Began to shake
I was focused on
His toned physique
The sight of him
Awakened my inner freak
Pajama bottoms exposed
His sexy ass
I couldn't let
All that walk passed
I glanced at his muscular chest
Covered with those grey strands of hair
Then my sex filled eyes
Fixated down THERE
As I pulled down his pajamas
He stood erect... holding his package
Then I suddenly had a taste
For maple syrup flavored sausage

J
Standing in the kitchen I remember...
The way those pants hugged that ass.
The way she sounded when I grabbed her and stripped her of her panties.
Slowly falling to the floor as I caressed all that she carried, the round of her brown.
She nervously trembling in my arms as she succumbed to the manipulations of a G.
The feel of her nipples as they pressed against the skin of my chest.
Her hands as they trailed across my war scarred body...
I feel the fullness of her hips... The suppleness of she.
Licking at her nipples... kissing the button of her belly a second before I am at her mons veneris... just a flicker of my tongue on her spur tongue.
Gently...
She belongs to me deeply, 20,000 fathoms of sexual release under the sea of we.
I feel so heavy lost in thoughts of the things that we shared wetly.
Her eyes as I explored the peaks and the valleys of her phatness.
Mmmmmmmmm.
I carry the food into the room and I see her looking at me...
The food can wait.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY AND LeeLee Aint Msbehavin'

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

[SUN RISING... SON RISING]

[SUN RISING... SON RISING]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SCROLL...
http://youtu.be/Cj3M779Hc_w

Sun rising... Son rising, we as one across the horizon, we the rays.
Links in the melanin of our darkened skin as we disperse across the diaspora...
Knowledge in the sonlight... so warming... so soothing as the seeds absorb life.
Sun rising... Son rising, we glance to the east from whence it all came, in Amerikkka we glance across the dead sea.
The bones of our ancestors ground into sand...
Across the waters to where our heritage was raped and burnt to the ground...
Dug from the ground and sold in jewelry stores to dead mentalities... ghetto casualties.
Sun rising... Son rising, we who heed the voice of the higher plan which is written in the stars... the burning surface of these sons.
Secrets alluded to but never disclosed to any but those who belong, those who have commited so much wrong.
War in the name of the church... the name of Allah.. Israeli governments that bomb whole neighborhoods.
The enemy tricked out in the guise of the victim... the victim called the enemy.
Sun rising... Sun rising, philosophising on hot summer days in the country of Babylon.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY