What ever happened to the art of making out?
I remember when I was younger, I could make out with a guy for hours. No sex was involved. It never had to lead anywhere. It was just making out. We would just be sitting on the couch. He would look at me and lean in, I […]

So one night I was at my favorite Minneapolis hangout, the gay bar. I had quite a few Heinekens (which are the devil, just to let you know), and after I realize that the bouncer who has been flirting with me the last three nights was gay, I’m feeling a little sad.
Then this guy comes […]

One year ago, a man’s fantasy became reality: The Bukkake Files was born.  Over 100 posts dedicated to an Asian fetish and other inebriated, semi-coherent rants.  We’ve had our ups and downs on silentpillow.  I hope we laughed a lot together over the past year.  Bukkake, smegma, Antoinette Antonio and Romanian women were the main […]

I watched her from where I leaned against the wall. She stood in the back, her thumbs pushed in the front of her skirt on either side of her hips. At first I thought she was high, but then the rest of the guys by me started talking about how she wouldn’t even touch the […]

Felix climbed onto the bus with the unenthusiastic resolve. His feet dragged up the stairs, and he tiredly swiped his card in the charge box and looked about the bus. It was full, and all the seats had been taken already. He pushed his way through the mass of bodies, and stood towards the center […]

When my hormones began pulsing through my body at the age of 11, I never imagined I’d be sick enough to bring home a boy and fuck him in my own mama’s bed. hell, I didn’t want to ride cock where my own mother drools every night. common! Unfortunately for me, my boy had a […]

August 27, 2008
Any one who knows me would tell you im not a particularly picky person. Sure, I’d drive my fist up your ass if you tried to deep throat me in public, but I’m rather passive when it comes to things that bother me. there isn’t a whole lot that gets me my nose. […]

Rifts and lips
Rob was the best mistake of my life. I was at a concert in Bellplain, waiting for my boyfriend, Adam and his buddies to get their sorry asses over there before The Deep( my favorite band) started playing. I had waited over an hour, sitting on the ground, my legs crossed. A lot […]

Oh boy. A new contest. I wasn’t trying to be flippant when I said my favorite sex toy is my mind.
Oh, the vegetable thing? Yes, I was serious. Once upon a time I had a fling with a carrot. Yes, a carrot. I’m not as loose as you might think. I was having a great […]

Did you know that I won a silentpillow contest back in September of 2007?  Well, I did!  In honor of that glorious accomplishment, I am proud to announce the very first Caustic J contest!
This contest is dedicated to Princess T.  Thanks for all the support, Tamy.
Alright.  So … tell me … what’s your favorite sex […]

I think it may finally be the right time to start this blog and introduce myself. I am MorbidSilence. The end.
Just kidding, but really, there isn’t much to me. I suppose if you’re really curious, you could ask questions. I don’t usually mind answering questions.
So, a few things you can expect from this blog…  I […]

“A D-minus! I can’t get a D-minus! This isn’t fair.” She cried.
“How is it not fair Shelly? You have only turned in fifty percent of the homework assignments. Your average test scores are in the C-minus range and you’ve been absent for eight days this grading period alone. Your grades […]