Poem: The Silenced Conversation

Note: This is a poetic duet between Desiree and myself. It is supposed to be a “silent conversation” between an imaginary wife and husband. Here, Desiree plays the "wife", and I took on the role of the “husband”. Kindly please switch to desktop or laptop if you're viewing this from your phone.   THE WIFE I’m your wife. Know me. I’m a ...

Poem: What is SEX to you?

Pic from SMT's Travel Journal WARNING: This Poem is not for everyone. I know, the words used in the poem below are harsh, and even offensive. They are chosen especially to reflect how some men view women and sex. To truly understand why I wrote this poem, please read NO HOLDS BARRED with CINDY GALLOP.   So, you want ...

Poem: Will you fuck me?

I wish I could say What I really want to say If I so much as smile You would see me as too eager If I so much as insinuate You'd deprecate my state The Games we play Like an elaborate chase To risk the shame And bare myself To forsake my sanity And consummate our ecstasy Will you fuck me  And still respect me? OR Will you tag me ...

Poetry Erotica No.6: Waves of Desire

Into the Black Forest So luscious and deep You tormented me  So tenderly Tasting me With your probing tongue Awakening every orifice Of my desire Making my body ache To breathe your breath Your succulent mouth Leaves me breathless As our passions soar higher You plunged your hardness Into my veiled innocence Thrusting me so fervently Like crushing waves Rising and falling Our bodies smelling Like one another We dive deeper and deeper Into each other Until ...

Poetry Erotica No.5: Desire No. 69

  Slide down slow Let me taste you As you mouth me Swirling into our Sweetest descent   My lips part As I take you in Feeling your hardness Rise delicately In my velvety embrace   Your juicy tongue Exploring me Relishing every texture Of my innermost Carnal shrine   Our heads rest In between Each other’s thighs My mouth heaves As your tongue flicks Our desire looms With every move I plunge You lunge We rise And fall In melodic trance   Moaning, panting As our bodies ...

Poetry Erotica No.3: Viral Desire

My heart burns And a drowsy numbness Cripples my senses   I touch but do not feel I breathe but do not smell I hear but only noise For you are not here By my side   As the day drips Into night Thoughts of you Invade Every fibre of my being Like a viral desire   I miss, I yearn Aching to taste your lips Smothering every part of me Longing for your masculinity To ...

Poetry Erotica No.1: The Fifty Shades of Desire

Cover my eyes

With the silky red satin

Let my every being

Embrace the darkness

Strap my hands

To the cold hard steel

Let me feel

The chill dance across

My naked skin

Let the smell of leather

Consume all my senses

As I surrender

To all of your demeanors

Probing me

With your luscious tongue

Tasting me

With your ravenous mouth

Hear the crack

Of the tender whip

Searing its mark

On my yearning flesh

Every slash burns

Every touch sizzles

Master becomes servant

Servant becomes Mistress

Roles interchanged and teased


Exquisite torments

Mate with

Painful pleasures


Every shade of our desire.

No Holds Barred with CINDY GALLOP

Note: This interview was LONG. It lasted for about 47 minutes. So, I suggest that you grab your favourite drink or snack, and just kick back to read/listen because Cindy openly shares what MakeLoveNotPorn means to her, what it is like to date men in their 20s, what makes great sex, and gives a personal ...

My Submission, My Confession

My submission is my confession. There is no other place I can unload this. And I desperately need to extract these painful pieces out of me before they infect the rest of me. Although I do appreciate the fusion of both Eastern and Western values within me, it has left me rather disintegrated. For the longest time, I ...

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