Iron Stag (4/8)
Much like what he had found on his hand the substance was not only an opaque black but also shiny, reminding him of tar or something of that nature.
Big Snack, Bigger Load
As the bass dropped she unleashed wave after wave of pungent, tar-thick spunk, shooting out of her wide-open slit like a fire hose. nobody in the surrounding crowd was spared from an alabaster shower. _such a rush_, thought the vulture.
Strength of a New Guardian
The trees ent would normally move to create a gateway have been hollowed out, still dripping from a foul, oozing, tar-like substance. it's similar, but not quite like the crying monster from the town.
Overcasting 3: Chapter 6
She called tar-meena's name. tar-meena felt strange; light, but restrained. she couldn't see, and the sound of creaking wood filled her ears for a moment.
In My Head.
If i took the road less traveled she would be the tar, gaps, weather, or any other obstacle lying in my path. now i'm free to do what i please without having any one to control me.
Trial of the Races: 1 - Captured
It let out a groan and ejected shi fen from its body, still bound up inside the tar, and beat a hasty retreat.
Virility Plague 3
A millisecond after flying off a massive torrent of boiling tar thick goat cum came rocketing out of the opening.
Poem #53: Regret
Tears of hope rays of hope, hearts of hope that die; the outer shell is peeling cracked my truth has been exposed i can taste its bitterness the memories in my head sicken me i cannot catch my breath each day forever i choke on this black tar
Drone
Mushroom shaped and glossy tar black with warty bumps covering the head, she knew perfectly well what the wrist thick appendage had to be. she whined deep in her throat, but didn't move to close her knees.
The Harem-Lympics 1: A Little Competition
"oc-tar, you started this. and if you are going to downplay it, then you might as well surrender now." fyacin smiled. that sternness was seldom used by his master, but he loved seeing it directed against someone that annoyed him.
Wastelands-Chapter 14
Getting hold of her told me that yes, she was alive, but very weak and two, it was tar that she was stuck in, and there was a lot of it. "fuck!", i growled, "she's glued to that perch by tar! i need at least a few minutes to cut her out."
Demowned
Oil, or tar, or molasses, those all could compare but even they didn't equal that gratuitously vicious something sticking to his once-pristine floor. by the way it was glistening, he guessed that it was still fresh.