Drunken, sloppy (written) (fantasy) sex

(I guess I wrote this the other night as I was drinking. It isn't something I would usually write, and it is ridiculous, but I thought I would put it up anyway...after cleaning up some rhythm and flow issues. Enjoy! haha)


There's an imp that lives inside of my brain,
though that sounds ridiculous I assure you it's true
he keeps whispering that I'm already insane
so what's the harm in a little bit of do.

So I drove home early in a rush
to tell that mother fucking imp to "hush"
by smashing the inside of my mind
with just a little bit of drinking blind

-----Getting drunk-----

I am a whole five minutes and 3 shots in,
and the evening has only just begun
sadly it's just to fill a need to escape,
or else things could probably be pretty fun.

I'm nice and toasty as my stomach burns
I wish I knew the cure for the internal yearns
because I want you here, now more than ever
to re-enact our most memorable endeavors.
 
My brain knows too much for its own good
but hopefully not for long, at least for a minute
I want to turn your body into a messy plate of food
like a nasty erotic game of minute to win it.

But I'll take the time it takes to lick you extra clean
by that, I'll assume that you know what I mean
you're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen
I'll do anything for you, even anything obscene

I want to make you scream in all the good ways
you could even possibly interpret that phrase
I'll make you sweat until you're coated in glaze
that line was random but I mean it, I want you babe.

------Time for level 3. Next round---------

It's only just past hour one,
and I'm already turning a little numb
But I don't want to make you cum,
until we have had a lot more fun,

I know, I had to force that God awful term
but I promise, I'm not some fucking worm
though I DO want you under me to feel you squirm,
and then tell you it's time to take your turn

Yes, you heard me, you're going down on me,
and can I say, finally?
It's been a long while since you've done that,
just thinking about it is making my cock fat.

You kiss it and lick it and take it all in
and I guess my fuzzy mind is ready to spin
you suckle and mouth fuckle (I just made up the word)
I'm covered in goose bumps and other references to bird

But I can't wait for my turn to take care of you,
I'd don't know if you've noticed, it's something I love to do
because I know you love it, when I make my tongue thrum
and I guess, to make this rhyme, let me put it in your bum

so fucking back that ass up, let me put myself inside
I can tell you like that, don't you? Although I'm not sure why
but I'm here to please, and please and please
and if we have the time, I'm here to please.

suddenly I am slipping into sober,
slipping  out of fantasy,
I think I need another drink,
to keep these random words singing.

-----I guess...Final round?-------

I pull the cork and pour another glass,
a sip or two turns into three or four,
I guess that's probably enough,
Now! do you remember where we were?

Oh that's right, I was getting ready to ravage you
like a savage full of baggage and a heavy primal roar
I grunt and thrust and try to remember how you sound
when you pant and moan and pulse with me, gasping for more.

Finally, sweet release, as sweet honey spills all over me
It's time to clean, though I'm still pretty tipsy
So I do the best I can, and like the man I just proved I am,

I quickly just fall asleep.

(I was drunk after all. Come on, give me a little break. hahaha)