Sharpened labia of the night / Their breasts two strained and livid dots / Demons of piqued wicker drone...
|by Anonymous||reply 404||05/08/2015|
You're a loony.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||06/12/2013|
R1 = dark lesbian
|by Anonymous||reply 2||06/12/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 3||06/12/2013|
Labia Loving Lascivious Looneys = Lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 5||06/12/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 7||06/12/2013|
Raw tits, flush with milk, a small goat follows at her scent. A mass of dark ravens mane fur flowing from the heaving meaty gland between her thick thighs. a warriors braid down her muscular back. an oxen's pelt over her broad shoulders. rich menstrual blood flows down onto her viking boot. her hooves, horn, and tail greased with the cunt musk of the villages ripest, thick titted virgins. This glorious, valiant, she-huntress scouting out all of the undergounds remaining outlawed cock, each one severed another feather in her dark crown
|by Anonymous||reply 8||06/12/2013|
"...a small goat follows at her scent."
|by Anonymous||reply 9||06/12/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 11||06/13/2013|
Tits touch tits. Cellulite worshipped. Both of them sharing a warm milk bath. Michelle Shocked in the cd player. All of a sudden the house goes pitch black, a third huge brute woman kicks in the bathroom door. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 13||06/13/2013|
Dark lesb'an laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one!
Danced to her gypsy music til her brew was done!
|by Anonymous||reply 14||06/13/2013|
Please go on!
I laughed so hard there are tears!
|by Anonymous||reply 16||06/13/2013|
The 4x4 pulls into the gluten free organic grocer, a 49 year old woman looks in the rearview and runs her hand through her salt and pepper butch cut, she cracks the widow for her wolf/german shepard mix. She exits the car when a small asian woman brandishing a switch blade appears from behind the garbage bin. "I cut your dick face bitch, give key." The woman ducks low an puts up both fists like a boxer, she and the asian begin circling each other. She growls as the asian advances with the blade. She attempts to throw a punch and the asian slashes her arm.
|by Anonymous||reply 17||06/14/2013|
She's riding her quad through the forest trail in her cowboy hat. A fat, topless, 23 year old longhaired 'girly girl' has her arms wrapped around her waist. She feels so honorable, so strong with her girl holding her tight. The motor buzzes until they reach a clearing with a still smoking fire pit, it's a group of frat boys! and they immediate start to heckle the women. The quad's engine revs and theres an attempt to flee. The topless fat girl squeals as the boys snatch her from the back of the quad, they mock her breasts and throws rocks at the other woman speeding away on the quad. It's getting dark, dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 18||06/14/2013|
Who needs Mitchfest when you have Dark Lesbians!
|by Anonymous||reply 19||06/14/2013|
I told you then, so I wouldn't have to tell you now.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||06/15/2013|
A plantain plunged savagely into the butch dykes filthy meat hole. She breathlessly, desperately pleads "Noo, please! not without vasoline." Her cries go unheard as the long french cucumber enters her shitter.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||06/21/2013|
What is this?
|by Anonymous||reply 22||06/21/2013|
She gels back her hair, pops her collar, throws on her leather jacket. its a big night, shes meeting a potential new lover at the jill sobule concert. She locks her door, begins descending the stairs of her building but stops dead in her tracks as she hears the unmistakable sound of a monkeys howl. who is it? why is this happening? dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 23||06/21/2013|
"...but stops dead in her tracks as she hears the unmistakable sound of a monkeys howl. who is it? why is this happening? dark lesbians"
This is pure genius.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||06/21/2013|
Two fatty dykes running through the jungle in south america. A jeep driven by a raving, half mad butch is hot on their trail. They're all high on cocaine. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 25||06/21/2013|
The lesbian holds a knife to the quivering throat of the male intruder. "This is the last time a god damn man comes in here." Her grip loosens ever so slightly and the man grabs the knife wielding arm from his left. There's a brutal struggle, swine like growls, gnashing of teeth.. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 26||06/21/2013|
I think you guys might like lesbian erotic classic the Viking "Rika's Jewel". It has sex rites involving ejaculating frozen cows ordained by runic symbols and human sacrifice with big-titted blondes holding knives. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||06/21/2013|
WTF are "Dark Lesbians"?
|by Anonymous||reply 29||06/21/2013|
Oh my god I can't breathe, this is my favorite DL thread that has no relation to current events. You guys are genius!
|by Anonymous||reply 30||06/23/2013|
She enters the coffeehouse and barks at the glassy-eyed crowd. An old laptop crashes through the window, juices dripping down myriad thighs. Beneath the angry pine, five crones release their yarn. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 31||06/23/2013|
A teen trollop is watching cartoons at her pimp's fetid bodega. Teddy Ruxpin falls through the roof, setting fire to dozens of bras. Who re-programmed it to hum Indigo Girls songs? Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 32||06/23/2013|
Pitch black tits, an ape's eyes, thin lips with buck teeth. she hides under your stairs, masturbating furiously. stimulating her lemur's clit like the madwoman she is. you hang up your coat as she grips your ankle. a gun shot goes off in the night. there's a mad dash into the bathroom, you lock the door.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||06/23/2013|
She's looks like a man with tits, like a plumber.. she travels in a 1989 honda with a baby dyke and in the passenger seat, a fat new lover who is conventionally feminine, heterosexual, and completely unsuccessfull in attempts to leverage lesbian 'unavailability' into increased sexual interest from men. the baby dyke realizes they're going fast, so fast. "slow down!" the car flips down a ravine. it bursts into flames, only one of them crawls out, on fire, tits exposed. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 34||06/23/2013|
R33, u forgot the "Dark Lesbians." part.....
|by Anonymous||reply 35||06/23/2013|
She looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger in 'Terminator 1'... with sagged tits. she rides a harley,with a saddle bag. In the saddle bag? her ex-lovers panties... and scalp. dark lesbians...
|by Anonymous||reply 36||06/24/2013|
A hogtied butch thrown in the back of a pickup truck, flesh thuds hard on metal. A dyke in a captain's hat steps on the gas, floors it. Soon they're going 90, the butch begins to frantically untie her hands. She loosens the rope and pops up terrifying the driver, driver swerves and the butch stands and jumps from the truck into a ravine at the side of the highway. she tumbles, tumbles, and her tee shirt is ripped clean off. she lands with a thud beside a dried bush. her roped feet have come undone in the tumble. she jumps back up and scrambles up the hill. a gay in a smartcar stops and lets her in. they decide to go after the captain. step on the gas. revenge. bloodlust. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 37||06/24/2013|
Not a Gaiman fan.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||06/24/2013|
R38, his wife could be an actress in the movie version of "Dark Lesbians"
|by Anonymous||reply 39||06/24/2013|
A lesbian at your window in the middle of the night. She wants to use your phone for a local call. She's been locked out, she's lost. You're terrified, you can't move, but for some reason you comply, lift the window and hand her your phone. She breathes heavy and caresses your hand as you pass her the phone. She dials the numbers exrutiatingly slow, mumbles something indecipherable into the reciever. hanging up, she hands it back and caresses you again, your hear her shuffling away, exiting the yard dragging a bag of aluminum cans behind her, you hear the fence open then she calls to you again, asks if she can have a drink from your hose.
|by Anonymous||reply 40||06/26/2013|
"A lesbian is in the yard again!" the child screams. "Bolt the door, lock the windows, hurry!" the mother replies before running into the cellar and grabbing her rifle.
|by Anonymous||reply 41||06/27/2013|
I'm confused, R42 - are you saying you're not clever? You posted the last few 'dark lesbian' scenarios.
|by Anonymous||reply 43||06/27/2013|
whoever was posting at r8, r10, r12, r13, r15, r17, and r18 had me in literal tears, stomach hurting from laughing. After that... well...no so much.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||06/27/2013|
Well thanks dude, i wrote all those. then when u said u liked it, think i tried too hard. �haha. man, i wrote all of these except the like teddy rukpin one and the one before it
|by Anonymous||reply 45||06/27/2013|
Fuck straight men like R44/R45. Who said they could be here? This is a gay website.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||06/27/2013|
your momma, r46
|by Anonymous||reply 47||06/27/2013|
The bespectecled, longhair grey hag suckles at the teet of her lover like a newborn babe. The sheets are drenched with sour she-juice. It smells like a shitter in their bedroom. It's dark and warm in there like a womb. Ani DiFranco (pre-man loving traitor era) coos and wails and thumps on their shitty little boombox. They live in the ghetto, and bring home their locally grown organic co-op produce box each week. Each week they'll beam at the glorious red of the beets or ardent green of the cilantro. As the hag moves into finger her lover, a man kicks in the door. Blood curdling screams... The sound of hatred itself. A nude struggle. Darklesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 48||06/28/2013|
Date rape or hate bash anyone lately, R47? Death to straight men.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||06/28/2013|
R47 is no different than the other arrogant straight men who feel entitled to invade other people's spaces. He's probably spent the day legislating women's bodies, or jeering gay men who still can't get married.
|by Anonymous||reply 50||06/28/2013|
lol, that must be a dark lesbian hating on straight men... what kind of gay hates straight men? shit, straight guys their favorites.
|by Anonymous||reply 51||06/28/2013|
This kind of gay man hates straight men. The kind of gay man who got assaulted by straight men in high school.
|by Anonymous||reply 53||06/28/2013|
Who said all gay men love straight men? Please. Those assholes are responsible for nearly all our wars and economic woes. Part of why the DL is so fun and safe is that they don't come in here loudly proclaiming their presence.
|by Anonymous||reply 54||06/28/2013|
Dark Lesbian laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one.
|by Anonymous||reply 55||06/28/2013|
1) me, a gay, wrote all these, its fuckin humor and satire (and the truth) 2) stfu, go get some counseling for your str8 man issues and leave my straight supporter the fuck alone, he goes where he wants, youre obviously at least in your deep 50s and believe in a ghettoization, disco popper idea of gay manhood thats only an embarassment to us younger and or more involved. dont fuckin pick on str8 people, its not cool. 3) maybe u r a gay but u sound like a dark lesbian,, hatin.... excludin.. grotesquein
|by Anonymous||reply 56||06/28/2013|
[quote]Dark Lesbian laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one.
Danced to her gypsy music till her booze gone.
|by Anonymous||reply 57||06/28/2013|
R56 = Brandon
The thread has concluded.
|by Anonymous||reply 58||06/28/2013|
I'm in my twenties, Brandon. We no longer support your fortysomething slavery to straight men.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||06/28/2013|
Brandon? bitch, don't know him. I'm in my early mid-thirties, honey. And oh hell no, who do you think u are saying our delicious thread is over? i mean YOU almost killed it with your hateration but you cant. I am no slave to straight men, theyre my hags, my fans, supporters, or potential bi-sexual lovers. and i dont know, maybe im scrappy honey but a motherfucker only gets to assault ME once, sorry about high school. and you are SO like a dark lesbian, you hate a whole group of people huh? want to exclude them.. wow thats healthy,intelligent, cool, uh huh... just get out me and my allies thread
|by Anonymous||reply 60||06/28/2013|
Stud dyke beating a man outside the club, crowd gathering. she flashes a gang sign, red bandana on fire, shorts down near to the ankle, tube sock covering any exposed leg. she kicks the man, again, again...
|by Anonymous||reply 62||06/28/2013|
What is this thread?
|by Anonymous||reply 63||06/28/2013|
Gay men are such assholes.
|by Anonymous||reply 64||06/28/2013|
No, it is straight men who are cunts.
|by Anonymous||reply 66||06/28/2013|
This thread jumped the shark at:
[quote]She looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger in 'Terminator 1'... with sagged tits. she rides a harley,with a saddle bag. In the saddle bag? her ex-lovers panties... and scalp. dark lesbians...
You're not clever, dear.
|by Anonymous||reply 67||06/28/2013|
R69 they cant all be great, why dont you write one, go ahead.. fuck if im not clever, u bitch.
|by Anonymous||reply 68||06/28/2013|
Pussy on fire. Savage tits. A low guttural moan. Dark lesbian dancing, around and around, high kick each time. Long glorious blonde mane, new extensions, fresh tracks down her back. Misty cigarettes, smoky haze, cat eye, pout lips. Do you know her?
|by Anonymous||reply 69||06/28/2013|
Sorry, some of these are funny.
|by Anonymous||reply 70||06/28/2013|
Please don't fight in the Dark Lesbians thread!
It was such a funny, random, and unexpected topic. We don't even have a definition for a "dark lesbian", but it doesn't stop the hilarious writers from making a new version of a dark lesbian each time. Why does there need to be gay/straight bashing on a GAY website? Aren't we all sick of it already. Can't we all just laugh together?
Wait, what's that noise. Is someone in here? Do i smell burning hair? *footsteps* ... Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 71||06/28/2013|
Are they like Dark Phoenix? Do they consume distant stars and wipe out civilizations of five billion people?
|by Anonymous||reply 72||06/28/2013|
I didn't get it before, but I get it now. Here I sit, throwing back Coronas in front of a window in the heart of the lesbian Mecca. It's pouring from my heart..
Birkenstocks, road bike, lady with a beard. Tree tattoo. Hitler hairdo happy trail hipsters. Bohemian bones rattling, exposed keg bellies jiggling in the taco scented breeze. Somewhere in a bike basket, a weed brownie is nestled in the cloth of a purple bandana. Someone has spilled PBR on the crotch of her pants.
Butch lesbian tits shielded by a sandwich board, under the sweltering sun, a Mexican daddy gives you the look. Esta noche? Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 73||06/28/2013|
Her lover's ex-lover was arriving in town, Nae couldn't help but be jealous, Kimya, the ex, was a major heartthrob in the lesbian community, she was a deaf mute, epileptic, wheelchair bound performance artist who hadn't shaved in 17 years. Everyone knew Kimya..
|by Anonymous||reply 74||06/28/2013|
sinister sapphos sneering, snorting, sinning
that late afternoon vicious christian recruiter, now stripped and writhing beneath the approving yellow gleam of a drake's leer
blonde tresses torn now, and lashing in bull dyke thunder claps transgressive workboots stomp in thyme
a labial beatdown, a fingerbang to forever, boundaries blasted, let the river just flow now, gush and
whisper no more
|by Anonymous||reply 75||06/28/2013|
Hilarious. Can you please tell poor me what "dark lesbians" are?
|by Anonymous||reply 76||06/28/2013|
R77 you clearly don't belong here with your fancy writing and shit
|by Anonymous||reply 77||06/29/2013|
Filthy feet in rubber thongs, a slight bellbottom jean shredded at the cuff, her hunched frame in a burnt orange tanktop. long, thin, straight brown hair. one front tooth left. she has a fuck you look and a gpc 100 in her left hand. life's been a hard, long, fucked up trip, the party went on too many years before she even knew yet. every man took a shit on her or left her with a kid he didn't want. she used to want more when she used to want things. when she was a kid she could dance all night, before all night became fuzzy posters and meth, gettin a beer poured over her head then locked out of the trailer by whichever man had the sack that night. the dykes werent no better. Jealous, angry, they would knock her around the trailer, blacken her eye. But there was Joanie, yeah Joanie was different, real tender like, she even went to community college for a semester back in the day. Yeah Joanie had plans. Too bad she got ran over by that diesel.
|by Anonymous||reply 78||06/29/2013|
Webmaster, delete this thread!
|by Anonymous||reply 81||06/29/2013|
Can someone please do a "dark faggots" or "dark queens" thread?
|by Anonymous||reply 82||06/29/2013|
too close to home for @R84
|by Anonymous||reply 83||06/29/2013|
sweat stained flannel thongs stuffed down her throat. fear mixed with arousal as the pendulous beast forces her nubile thighs apart. the virgin's drippings collected in a cast iron skillet. breath so hot and rank and smelling of the largest fish kill known to mankind it could stun an elephant. the beast opens her duffle filled with wooden dowels of all sizes - stained with a dark, crusted matter. the beast drools and giggles as she makes her selection of tools to last the night. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 84||06/29/2013|
Only if there were a 'dark breeder men' thread first, R84. Death to straight males.
|by Anonymous||reply 85||06/29/2013|
"They stole my milk. Schoolteacher and his boys. They stole my milk." The lesbian runs through the forest on bare foot. "Got a choke cherry tree on my back."
|by Anonymous||reply 86||06/29/2013|
You got 2 legs not 4, sethe.
|by Anonymous||reply 87||06/29/2013|
You got 2 legs not 4, sethe.
|by Anonymous||reply 88||06/29/2013|
Orange afro under a straw hat, witches face.. brutally whipping the horse driving her carriage. She's come into the village for fresh tit, and she'll get it. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 89||06/29/2013|
Vegan drone. Nipples like lipstick tubes. Colors that pop. Incandescent rapes. Too close to the light. Fever drones. Estrogren burns. She tastes American.
|by Anonymous||reply 90||07/01/2013|
I would buy a book of this sick verse. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 91||07/01/2013|
What's the age range of the main writer in here, JW?
|by Anonymous||reply 92||07/02/2013|
U-Haul. My magic box on wheels to take me to my new love anon with all my prized possessions. My magic box quivers in anticipation of my life with (fill in name here).
|by Anonymous||reply 93||07/02/2013|
All men lie, all men are liars. Her cunt's wasted, but her cunt's on fire. Angry shoulders, angry life, fuck if she'll ever be 'some little wife'. Throwin punches, downin' gin, life aint easy for these wannabe men.
|by Anonymous||reply 94||07/03/2013|
She waves down the impala on 76th and washington "You lookin ta go out?"... "how much?" "$20 a blow, $40 half n half, $50 around the world."... "i'll give you ten for the ass." she looks around the boulevard then jumps in the car. darklesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 95||07/03/2013|
I was talking not two days, to a certain butch dyke I'm lucky to know, and I asked Dana, my butch dyke friend, if I should bother dating unfamous men, and dana said "You're lucky to even know me, you're lucky to be alive, you're lucky to be drinkin here for free cos i'm a sucker for your lucky, pretty eyes...
|by Anonymous||reply 96||07/03/2013|
"She ugly, don't even look like she kin to Nettie. But she'll make the better wife. She aint smart either, and I'll just be fair, you have to watch her or she'll give away everything you own. But she can work like a man."
|by Anonymous||reply 97||07/05/2013|
Shit smeared tits. a hyena's cry. a lesbian of all 4's. a quest for fire. a cave rape. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 98||07/06/2013|
Wow, what was that R101? That was just plain mean.
Who pissed in your Kashi this morning?
|by Anonymous||reply 100||07/06/2013|
@R102, That's not a story, I know a woman exactly like that.
|by Anonymous||reply 101||07/07/2013|
Milked lesbian tits.
|by Anonymous||reply 102||07/07/2013|
Quoting FUTURE posts? What?
|by Anonymous||reply 103||07/10/2013|
Obscenely ripened butt cheeks on the lesbian in lee denim on the dancefloor of the country bar. She's in full cowgirl motif, hat, pointy boots, western shirt. She's a vision of Johnny Cash, and she knows it.. Cat calls and whistles, she's gleaming as she sheepishly looks down, eyes following her hot little boots in the two step. Next it's the electric slide... dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 104||07/13/2013|
If you are trying to summon up a Dark Lesbian, first you must draw a pentagram on the floor , surround it with a circle of sea salt, then write within the pentagram with menstrual blood the sacred words...
"Mobility Scooter Parking Only"
|by Anonymous||reply 105||07/13/2013|
Some women are born to lesbianism
and then there are those women who have lesbianism thrust upon them.
|by Anonymous||reply 106||07/13/2013|
Why so much lesbian anger, sadness, and loathing?
Why are we so petty with our sisters, seething over slights real or imagined, always waiting for the faintest whisper of contempt or loathing, anything to unite us in anger rather than divide us in our submission. Our laughter meted out like a misers coal, tending meagre lachrymose fires, our joyous souls solemnly guarded like a stone fortress that protects us from our desires ?
Judging? Whispering? Envying? Blaming? Loving ? Longing? Lusting? Hating? Ignoring?
oh for a world of saphhic ideals of the unity of feminine love and the solidarity of sisterhood and strength of our nurturing life giving bodies...
We have birthed a world that mocks us and demands our obeyance to the masters we once suckled at our breasts
Our language cannot spell happiness without a penis, the two words flow uncontrollably together off our scolding but envious tongues
happiness penis happiness penis hapenis hapenis hapenis a penis a penis a penis
We who give life to all, mothers of the earth and all its children , nourishing humanity with our ample bosom, we have no happiness of our own...only a hole where one should be.
|by Anonymous||reply 107||07/13/2013|
sum raped bitch with a shag haircut and a black eye crawls underneath the little fence behind the gas station as a butch is exiting the restroom, the butch goes "who fuckin did this?!", the lil bitch looks up and answers the butch "it was a man" . . dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 108||07/13/2013|
silver mullet helmet. red, obscene, drunken face. she grabs a young woman's cunt who passes the bar. growls "gimme sum".
|by Anonymous||reply 109||07/13/2013|
A knife held to a set of heaving tits when a lesbian kicks in the bathroom stall and tosses the rapist away from the sensuous, classically beautiful woman being attacked. The lesbian is short, fat, grey hair cut like a mans, hazy glasses, dick nose, red skin from drinking, hiking boots, denim sportshirt tucked into light blue kmart jeans. she brutally beats the would be rapist as the woman watches. there's a new hero. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 110||07/13/2013|
Violently pushed and passed back and forth between a group of hollering dykes. They're groping tits, slapping cheeks, grabbing at her cunt, they force her to slowly dirty dance with them. One of them rips off her top so she's nude except for a pair of daisy dukes. There's an attempt to run .. but a bunch of dykes drag her back. Violent rape on a pinball machine. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 111||07/13/2013|
Lesbian on the run from a group of blacks. She's bellowing "help me" in that flat, deep voice. She trips on her aasic and the cuff of her wrangler jeans. She falls right on her breasts and cries out. The leader of the blacks holds a glock to her temple. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 112||07/13/2013|
We see each other, you walk over to me from across the club, fedora tipped, one eye covered with a braid, you look up, ask "Do I know you?"
|by Anonymous||reply 113||07/16/2013|
The glorious butch dyke strides into town triumphantly on her donkey. She has one last feast with her crones then a walk in the garden with three fellow dykes. In the morning she is confronted by man who asks her if she's the king, "So you say" replies the dyke. The dyke is arrested for this and savagely flogged and mocked before a court of men. "If you are the king you will wear this crown of thorns and wear this purple robe!" the dyke cries out as they affix the crown and flogg her prone cellulite ridden buttocks and roll covered back...
|by Anonymous||reply 114||07/16/2013|
Dark lesbians played black magic till the hand struck on the twelve! She told me more about sourcream than I knew myself!
|by Anonymous||reply 115||07/16/2013|
The crowd of men then force the dyke to march across town carrying a crucifix, they whip and flog her savagely and she cries out. Her mother, some followers, and her reformed meth hooker lover follow after her and whine and moan and beg for the dykes release but there will be none! the flogging and marching continues to the area where the crucifixion will commence. hands and feet nailed, the cross is erected while the dyke moans low like a man wearing her crown of mockery the men affixed to her.....
|by Anonymous||reply 116||07/16/2013|
they leave the rotten butch on the cross overnight. in the morning the men come to break her legs so she'll die faster "thinks she's the king?! we showed that dyke!", when the men walk up to the cross they see she's already dead, one man says to another, "get a spear, we'll stab her see if she's alive." the second man comes back with a giant rubber dildo and he plunges it into her cunt, the dyke doesn't flinch,she's dead.
|by Anonymous||reply 117||07/16/2013|
did the dyke rise again? no. no it did not.
|by Anonymous||reply 118||07/16/2013|
That last one got really disturbing.
|by Anonymous||reply 119||07/16/2013|
The passion of the dyke. that's spiritual
|by Anonymous||reply 120||07/16/2013|
Prone crone, sunbathing nude in a shit pit amongst 7 obese virgins in kan-tuck-ee, land of the cuntess mothers. She slides her reptilian tongue around her cankerous mouth hole then plunges a gangrenous thumb into her monsters twat whilst screaming up to the fucking gods. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 121||07/17/2013|
The dark lesbian giggled quietly to herself. Silly dark gay men, she thought. Not one had a real nail but rather "nailed" her up with picture hooks. The shrieks of pain as dark gay after dark gay hit their thumbs trying to nail her to the cross was all too much. Christ on a cracker she thought, who are these idiots? And then wondered "who in the fuck is Christ?"
Once the dark gays ran off to the clubs, the dark lesbian freed herself from the picture hooks with the assistance of her friends Monica and Debbie. After a short confab, the dark lesbian and her friends broke into the houses of the dark gays and re-hung their artwork WAY too high, who were still dancing the night away.
Shrieks were heard throughout the kingdom that night.
|by Anonymous||reply 122||07/18/2013|
behind these walls. lesbian rapes. prison yards black eyes over lipstick. shower sharks and cunted "daddy's". pillows cover the muffled cries of being turned out. in here were the chickenhawk flies, dark lesbians of the inside..
|by Anonymous||reply 123||07/18/2013|
Horns for tits
|by Anonymous||reply 125||07/21/2013|
The brutality of cock
|by Anonymous||reply 127||07/21/2013|
creamed corn splashed on hanging white pink nippled lesbian tits. a circle of dyke flesh masturbating to mary stuart masterson in some kind of wonderful. the cruel betrayal of baby dykes who long for peen. a fire in the dyke's living room. a nude beating, dyke on dyke. fire extiguisher spraying prone tits. a nude dyke arrest "please cover yourself sir"
|by Anonymous||reply 128||07/24/2013|
So this thread is all one nutjob replying to his/her/itself?
Move on, nothing to see here.
|by Anonymous||reply 129||07/24/2013|
Sweat pouring down flushed lesbian face as she runs into the Koa campground office begging for help. "they stole my shit, they put a cigarette butt in my cooler, they pissed in my tent then spray painted a huge cock on the side of it." the old koa man looks her up and down says "we don't want your kind here." dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 131||07/26/2013|
So dark they can't be seen. Moving through the night like a a burrito moves through Jennifer Aniston. Are they here now? Did they leave? Did.....they ever really exist? Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 132||08/04/2013|
the crazy rhubarb lady peeks into the open window as two lesbians are scissoring feverishly
|by Anonymous||reply 134||08/04/2013|
rice patty tits on the gleeful asian lesbian running through the alleys of chinatown as shes stolen another of mr. wu's prized cocks.
|by Anonymous||reply 135||08/31/2013|
nude dancing. gyrating belly and sagged teats, cellulite ridden leg stuffed in a high heel. plastic hair on the sad, disease ridden lesbian circling the pole. can u see her? can you see her tear stained cheeks underneath the clown makeup? dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 136||08/31/2013|
Lesbian running towards the mechanical gate. Cell phone on the belt of her wranglers, fanny pack, crew cut, she smells of whiskey and nicotine. Help me, she cries. she's sweating, looking from side to side in panic, then a rubber cock is flung her way from behind a parked car, a gunshot rings out. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 137||08/31/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 138||09/01/2013|
A five gun salute to the fallen lesbian officer who was shot by a half-crazed butch while investigating a dildo burglary in the local trailer park. Her lover mounts the coffin, her body shudders violently as the next gun goes off. Why? whyeee? A stoic butch in the backrow is reduced to sobbing girlish tears.
|by Anonymous||reply 139||09/02/2013|
"a small goat follows at her scent"
OMG. My sides are literally aching at this thread. Carry on
|by Anonymous||reply 140||09/03/2013|
I love that Cher song!
Let's get to the part where the dark lesbians light the candles one by one...CLAP CLAP!
|by Anonymous||reply 141||09/03/2013|
Carrot orange curly mullet, angry baby face. She curses as her filthy old hatchback sputters out in a cloud of smoke. You could help her but you dont. "Trash" you call out from your car window. "Fuck you" she growls and starts running... Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 142||09/04/2013|
the dyke lunges at the man with the knife. she trips and they roll around on top of each other down the dirt hill. her whisky soaked breath growls in his ear. "you aint worth the cock between your legs, grrr, i'm gonna cut it!" Just as she finishes saying this the man cold cocks her in the jaw...
|by Anonymous||reply 143||09/04/2013|
the dyke lunges at the man with the knife. she trips and they roll around on top of each other down the dirt hill. her whisky soaked breath growls in his ear. "you aint worth the cock between your legs, grrr, i'm gonna cut it!" Just as she finishes saying this the man cold cocks her in the jaw...
|by Anonymous||reply 144||09/04/2013|
Trucker cap askew, carpenter shorts stained with the greases of hot wings and the previous night's lady ham. Short, round, and close to the ground, she wobbles up to the counter at CVS. "Pack'a Kools" she hisses at the elderly clerk, slamming a sixer of Genesse cream ale onto the counter. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 145||09/04/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 147||09/06/2013|
Butch with a cock eye rubbing her palms together to stay warm. "Hey man, you got a cigarette? Can I use your phone? You wouldn't believe what happened. The motherfuckers..." You look her in the eye, say "trash". Her impotent rage burns you. She kicks the garbage can. She starts circling you, "Wanna piece of me?"
|by Anonymous||reply 148||09/12/2013|
switchblade held up to the lesbians quivering chin by another bull. vicious struggle, exposed tit, blackened eye. short grey hair pulled, a silhouette of a butch's face in agony against the alley wall. whiskey sweat. adrenaline. darklesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 149||09/13/2013|
LOL! MUST WATCH! You people are amateurs.
|by Anonymous||reply 150||09/13/2013|
the lesbian shivers in bed from aids. her stringy, unwashed grey hair stuck to her ashen, bespectacled face. she moans out in agony as just then she hears the window of her back door broken with a fist. "oh no" she mutters as she crawls out of bed and limps down the hall, "wait, don't!" the intruder spots her and tazes her in the back. her breasts jiggle in a mad spasm as the current ravishes her body. "i know why you're herrre" she mutter between convulsions. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 151||09/13/2013|
Cowboy boots with spurs. She walks in the bar like she owns it. Grabs the first blonde she sees and cups her tits. "Mine..." she hisses. Another butch with her back turned swings around in her stool and throws a punch.
|by Anonymous||reply 153||09/26/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 154||09/27/2013|
Sitting on your porch in the dead of night smoking a cigarette when an unidentified mexican van rounds the corner and a lesbian is thrown from it onto your lawn at high speed. Why is this happening? Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 155||09/28/2013|
Will Mrs. Patsy Ramsey make an appearance here?
|by Anonymous||reply 156||09/29/2013|
Splooge flying across the room onto a pair of lesbian tits
|by Anonymous||reply 157||09/30/2013|
Burnt lips, hair on fire. tits exposed in the night. riding bareback on a dirtbike, 69mph. a wheelchair doubling as a shopping cart, it contains her bed roll. red, puffy, drunken face, she cries out at the passerbys. filthy,long fingernails, fingerless gloves. she cups your hand, and your daughter's breast.. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 158||10/13/2013|
69 mph lol
|by Anonymous||reply 159||10/14/2013|
Lesbian in a blonde fright wig with coal rimmed eyes, quivering lips and a cigarette. She's fuckin pissed. Hand on the stick shift. She watches as the house smokes, ambulance arrives, and a fat tweaker woman runs from the home while on fire. 7 dogs pulled from the home, yes, animal hoarding. the lesbian smacks n purses her lips then fiddles her long, finger like nipple before driving offf. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 160||10/19/2013|
Ravaged lesbian flesh. Her butch lover kicks in the door and it flies clean off the hinges landing on top of her and smothering her breasts. The butch leaps off and throws the door like it weighs two pounds. She kicks her lover's vagina. She grasps the christmas tree and begins heaving outside through the gap in the wall where the door was. Dark Lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 161||10/25/2013|
This has been the strangest thread I've ever read. Dark Lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 162||10/25/2013|
The rape, torture and lynching scenarios are seriously disturbing.
|by Anonymous||reply 163||10/25/2013|
Lol@disturbing rape/lynching/murder scenarios. Take a fucking joke.
|by Anonymous||reply 164||10/25/2013|
ir·rev·er·ence iˈrev(ə)rəns/Submit noun 1. a lack of respect for people or things that are generally taken seriously. "an attitude of irreverence toward politicians"
Something dark lesbian's don't understand. I don't think anyone respects them, though.
|by Anonymous||reply 165||10/25/2013|
The only torture one that sucks is the ones that are supposed to be about a lesbian Jesus. If you reread them I tried to reinterpret the actual passion story but it came out like shit..
|by Anonymous||reply 166||10/25/2013|
OMG this thread makes me laugh.
|by Anonymous||reply 167||10/25/2013|
Black witches tit. Lesbian moans and screams outside your window. Let her in, Let her in your heart tells you. Her eyes are pleading and tortured. You run to the kitchen and and grab a hard as a rock vegan biscuit, "Maybe it's hungry?" you say to yourself. You crack the window and pass her the morsel and she grunts. Her filthy fingers caress yours.
|by Anonymous||reply 168||10/29/2013|
You had me at 'black witches tit' LMMFAO
|by Anonymous||reply 169||10/29/2013|
Come take care of Mommy, Precious
|by Anonymous||reply 170||11/01/2013|
Cowboy boot on the metal bed frame, sheet covering her cunt. Smoking a cig, sun burnt tits exposed to the air, a fly buzzes around, lands on her sweaty, red face. "Motherfucker" she growls. She drops a hot ash into the sheets. Continues smokin her cig when black smoke starts billoeing behind her. the pillow bursts into flames, she tosses it on her lovers fat back. inferno. darklesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 171||11/01/2013|
If Satan doesn't exist then why are there......dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 172||11/26/2013|
What is this thread FOR?
|by Anonymous||reply 173||11/27/2013|
This one seems to fit into this thread.
|by Anonymous||reply 174||11/27/2013|
Lesbian climbing the chain link fence. Her Ravaged boy face grimaces in pain as the large rock connects with her back. Anguish. Raw fear. Dark lesbians. Tit of the night.
|by Anonymous||reply 175||12/05/2013|
Lesbian chased through the corn fields breasts flapping. She's stolen the farmer's scarecrow. He saw her and shot his rifle into the air and began Chase. "Fuck u old man" screams the indignant lesbian. She's armed with only a slingshot.
|by Anonymous||reply 176||12/06/2013|
Lesbian comes to the window. She crawls inside and waits by the light of the moon. She'll be home soon. Dark Lesbian.
|by Anonymous||reply 177||12/06/2013|
They know when you are sleeping, they know when you're awake.....
|by Anonymous||reply 178||12/13/2013|
A christmas present flies across as the room as the busty, bohemian dressed lesbian hurriedly packs her getaway bag. "Why would you leave me noww?" hollers the butch. "I'm in love with Chantal!", vicious struggle, gun goes off. A butch in the night. Gnash of teeth. The dildo rolls under the bed.. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 179||12/13/2013|
The lesbian terrified. Shaking. Anguished tears fall from her mannish face. She hears them outside. Doing whatever they're doing. The doorbell rings for a second time as the lesbian summons the entirety of her courage to stand from the couch, unlock each lock and open the door. She opens the door and looks down. Yes. A flaming bag of shit. The lesbians cries out. The mocking laughter of children from the bushes in the corner of the yard. Dark Lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 180||12/13/2013|
Ravaged lesbian crone wearing a dogs pelt and the finest tinfoil jewelry hunching through the downtown square as she's pelted with a handful of dog feces. She throws up her hands in rage, waving her cane at the sky, her pelt flies off, sagged tits exposed. She begins running at no one in particular. A rubber dildo cock flies over her shoulder. She lunges for it.
|by Anonymous||reply 181||12/13/2013|
Oh r173, that's the funniest remark on this thread. Lol for certain.
|by Anonymous||reply 182||12/13/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 183||12/13/2013|
Defiant lesbian led nude and cuffed into a flashing cruiser.
|by Anonymous||reply 184||12/13/2013|
Lesbian thrashing under the covers. Fever dream. She's high on molly. the curtains are billowing. the room fills with an orange light. an alien slips through her window, stands over her. mama? asks the lesbian. the alien responds by releasing laser beams from its cold dead eyes onto the lesbians breasts. the lesbian has a vicious seizure. the other aliens in the spaceship watcing on a closed circuit screen are laughing. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 185||12/15/2013|
R185 just killed me. LOL4ever
|by Anonymous||reply 186||12/15/2013|
Black winter evening, the sound of patriarchal church bells ringing like oppressive steel gonads in the night, a darkness spotted with falling icy stars.
Gerda, a thick skinned, ripe German maid, quivers nude before the vigorous licks of fire extending from a fireplace maw, awaiting the return of Frau Lichten. Outside on this solstice, the dead phallic trees stare in seeming hunger through the window as Gerda's thighs press and stroke against each other in hunger and confusion. No one told her of these pleasures in the simple mountain village of her birth. She studies the swirling snow as it strokes the black night. Gerda hears a creak. It is Frau Lichten, appearing around the corner with...that thing: a creased and studded black scepter of nightmare proportions bound to the militarized bone piecework of the frau's pelvis.
The stillness of the night suggests awesome anticipation. Frau Gerda offers a knowing, determined smile. The solstice ritual has begun. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 187||12/15/2013|
Feverish dripping of lesbian cunt. Fat dirty nailed fingers. A blonde curl stuck to a double chn. She only breathes out, the pant of a dog. She's in labor but will deliver divine pleasure not a child. A bull lifts her head up from the cunt. Glowing red pig eyes. The cellulite of the prone bottom lesbian rippling like a sea tide. The bed is a barn.
|by Anonymous||reply 188||12/16/2013|
Reading these aloud with friends, raging debate ensues: funnier to read in Tom Waits growly voice or in deep I-Am-Womon poetry slam voice?
|by Anonymous||reply 189||12/16/2013|
Perverse hungerings. An offering of dimpled pig flesh. A bull in a cop hat and spiked collar. The lash of a whip. Cries of sorrow. A fat woman spinning from the ceiling like a top, each rivet a blur of pink flesh and full bush. She's hungering. Fingers enter as the captive swine grunts. A ceiling collapse. The slave comes crashing to the floor. The butch rises. Another lash of the whip. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 190||12/17/2013|
Sharkeesha exposes her raw tit to the middle-aged subway toll booth woman. their eyes lock in a filthy struggle.
|by Anonymous||reply 191||12/17/2013|
lol lol more
|by Anonymous||reply 192||12/17/2013|
You like box or stick? demands the prison guard as she forces Blythe Danner to her knees with head pressed against the bars. "I wont!" cries Blythe.
|by Anonymous||reply 193||12/17/2013|
A prophecy whispered from generation to generation, in the secrecy of menses huts across the plains - that one day all women will bleed in unison - and a never-ending river of blood streaking down unshaved thighs, filling the streets, raging rapids, killing, cleansing...and there she is - proudly navigating these waters on a used paddle board bought off Craigslist, wearing cut off jean shorts, combat boots, a mullet and wraparound sport sunglasses. Dark Lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 194||12/17/2013|
Gwenyth's halo of mortal privilege offered no protection on that sinister, pre-Christmas evening, the night of The Homeless Drake n' Dyke Hostel, a gleaming steel edifice shaped like a chrome oyster along the Hudson River. After preening and gleaming for the media scrum, Gwynneth enters the event, passing through artfully lit passageways, simulating a journey into dreams, the subconscious, a moral and psychological time-void.
Gweneth slips on a greasy dark floor, no doubt the error of some mopping brown slave. A shining black panel opens and Gwenneth feels nothing, hearing only the whistling of cold, manufactured air as she spins and drops into a now-damp void. Her patrician pelvis slams onto a beaten, filthy mattress, scented pleasantly by ocean brine.
Angry, poised, pissed and pouty, Gwweneth peers into the darkness, calling out for issuances of responsibility, for apologies, for hands to help. Instead, in this dark basement area, she sees eyes. Peering, leering, mirthful eyes. She spots a ripped bicep, neat, tight, raising a mystical-looking vibrator into a prism of rare light. Gwennnyth examines her pale legs: panties torn away, gown ripped to pieces, her prim quim beating like a drum at a Mayan ritual sacrifice. She hears the sound of mechanical grinding, of electricity coursing through the innermost rubber workings of the futuristic phallus. Gwwenyth realizes she is quite surrounded.
|by Anonymous||reply 195||12/17/2013|
Tegan and Sara bumping on the radio. A baby dyke with a rockabilly haircut and a lip ring is getting her cunt ate by her native american lover. Just then a dagger kicks in the front door and throws a molotov cocktail against the wall and the curtain ignites. The indian woman screams and the baby dyke scrambles to pull up her britches.
|by Anonymous||reply 196||12/18/2013|
The bull has her hand up the fat girl's shirt. "No, don't" I'm not gay says the ripened swine. "I need it" says the bull.
|by Anonymous||reply 197||12/18/2013|
Gimme sum pussy bitch bellows the lesbian. The nude woman runs through the park in horror, hops a chain link fence
|by Anonymous||reply 198||12/18/2013|
R199 hey hey hey this thread had been OK-ed by many lesbians, so don't jump to conclusions. I've been a supporter since the beginning.
I'm bisexual myself (so I get harassed by both the DL gay men and lesbians, and pretty much the whole queer community) so im only half lesbian but I appreciate the humor in this thread. It pokes fun at stereotypes (which is often what comedians do) and gives you a story to laugh at.
Personally, I think the thread is fine but could use some better grammar. The OP is a writer of some type IIRC, and writes beautifully, though.
THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS.
|by Anonymous||reply 200||12/18/2013|
Which posts made you say beautiful writing R200?
|by Anonymous||reply 201||12/18/2013|
'i'm innocent' pleads the cuffed lesbian to the policeman. 'settle down sir' commands the officer, he maces the drake as she cries out. in the next instant a nude and bound bear like woman falls through the closet door and smashes to the ground. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 202||12/18/2013|
R198 doesn't get the irony of her coming in here humourlessly angry, does she?
|by Anonymous||reply 203||12/18/2013|
The brute savagely connects her cane with the mexican illegal's back. Anguish. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 204||12/19/2013|
Is it me or is it hot in here? asks the lesbian. the cab driver turns up the death metal louder and clicks the childproof locks. The lesbian bellows "don't do this" as the driver steps on the gas. palm on safety glass. legs akimbo, savage growl, the driver removes her wig and cap, surprise! it's the captain. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 205||12/19/2013|
The captain is known for her savage whip and for the abductions of dozens of fellow britches. Her origins are in Argentina where she learned the sacred art of savage erotica... herself once a student. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 206||12/19/2013|
R204 A cane! More! More canes please lmao.
|by Anonymous||reply 207||12/19/2013|
I'm a lesbian. I love this thread. The only thing I regret is that the stereotypes of insufferable lesbians being used here are old now. There are few "daggers" now. Less moon cysters. It's more academic and fussy.
These kids are over-educated in the ways of women's and gender studies — so any awkward/atypical personal characteristic has been analyzed to death in at least 50 term papers across the country for any given semester and given heavy socio-historic meaning. They wear bow ties and use words like "microaggressions" and "cis-privilege" and can suck the fun out of a room in a single blog post.
They talk about nothing but sex and gender, and yet they are so priggish about approaching each other to get fucked — unless its a safe space where it's been pre-determined to be okay to approach someone and ask them to fuck. I hang out with bisexual girls now.
|by Anonymous||reply 208||12/20/2013|
Accusations of cock hunger, of shaking her ass, the lesbian lifts her cane and connects it to the side of her lovers head. Loss of consciousness.
|by Anonymous||reply 209||12/20/2013|
Fresh cane. vulva explodes pink. the shuddering of armenian tits absorbing the shocks of a lesbian's motorbike. A bull with an earring like kanye. White kicks, pants slung below her generous cheeks. fingers in cunts to the knuckle. a heartbreaking bass line. dark lesbians forever on her side and her side.
|by Anonymous||reply 210||12/20/2013|
Swine like growl. A lesbian spread eagle and bound under a pentagram. Goat's blood splashed on prone tits. Chanting from a coven of butch. Long haired hags dancing nude jigs. A Sarah McLaughlin poster defiled with sharpied devil horns a van dyke. A candle's wax spilled on the sacrifice's lush bush. A rubber dildo cock hidden in a combat boot. A crone screams in delicious demonic pleasure as a crucifix enters a cunt. A slave breaks through from a linen closet and makes a mad nude dash through the backdoor. A butch in a hood takes flight after her. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 211||12/20/2013|
Dark Lesbians - Exhibit A:
|by Anonymous||reply 212||12/20/2013|
Obscene penetrations. Supine butch, nude on Disneyland's teacups ride. A lesbian hiding in the walls. dental dams be damned she's barbacking her sow.
|by Anonymous||reply 213||12/21/2013|
Lesbian confessing her love to a faghag. Bisexual confusion. The faghag decides she can never love anyone as much as her fag and opts out of her chance at happiness with the lesbian. Sorrow. dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 214||12/21/2013|
Lesbian with 11 cats stumbles nude to the front door. it's the cops, she slams the door
|by Anonymous||reply 215||12/21/2013|
Lesbian nude on the couch watching Judge Judy. Six months of depression, cat filth everywhere. Shit on the walls. A man knocks on the door. She answers it, he notices her tits and she gets moist. New beginning? Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 216||12/21/2013|
taut lesbian flesh. a nail pound thru a lesbian's hand. orgasmic shreik. erected cross. dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 217||12/22/2013|
Followed by gender norms through the alleys of a big city, the alleys of the mind. Ze reaches into zir Jack Spade bag, cradling a switch blade with scarred, strong hands. Ze shivers. Fifteen minutes ago, ze held it to the throat of a teenage boy who called zir a "faggot bitch" on the corner.
Ze rubbed zir soft pack against the boy's thigh while ze held the knife against his neck and its stubble — so natural, so taken for granted.
Ze hated the boy for his cisprivilege, even as ze was turned on by it. Ze would make him pay.
"How about I make you lick estrogen cream off my cock?" ze hissed into his ear.
The revolution is now!
|by Anonymous||reply 218||12/22/2013|
Lesbian under the christmas tree, wearing only a santa hat. Bottle of jack seemingly glued to her right hand. You walk into the living room, she throws a punch. You attempt to cover her but she throws off the blanket. "You never cared for me!" she cries out. Then she takes a razor blade and halfheartedly begins to try and cut her arm, her wrists. She's so drunk, she's only slicing the air.
|by Anonymous||reply 219||12/23/2013|
Spider-walking across a coke stained kitchen floor.
|by Anonymous||reply 220||12/23/2013|
Rope burns on tits.
|by Anonymous||reply 221||12/24/2013|
Christmas tree on fire. Lesbian screamin. Each limb roped. A man comin in the house. Down the chimney. Fuckin screamin. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 222||12/24/2013|
Lesbian on your roof. Merry Christmas.
|by Anonymous||reply 223||12/26/2013|
Maroon rug burns on bended knees. The humid breath of an insolent pussy. Mashed succulence. Know This! Pleasure is subjective, my naked one. Lay back. Spread your massive thighs and take me to Africa! Dark Lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 224||12/26/2013|
Lesbian holding hands with the young Mexican national. Promising her everything. Hola Chula. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 225||12/26/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 226||12/27/2013|
Lesbian parking her rig. A lizard appears at her window. Mullet, sweat suit, lace up boots, vinyl purse no bigger than a loaf of bread. "Ya lookin for a friend tonight?" The lesbian looks up, looks her in the eye. "A friend?"
|by Anonymous||reply 227||12/27/2013|
Turned out lesbian flesh. The bull rides tonight. She never falls off. Tattooed titties. Wild horses running through enchanted forests.
|by Anonymous||reply 228||12/30/2013|
Lesbian wearing a grill pulls her lowrider up to the curb. You want to get in, but you're afraid.
|by Anonymous||reply 229||12/30/2013|
Shut up you ripened swine lesbian, at least we can do more than oral.
|by Anonymous||reply 231||12/30/2013|
Angry, hurt, angry. Thought to be hostile...but only hairy. Legs and muff. Moustache and chin, follicles erupting into darkness. But not hostile, just hurt, angry and men's plaid. Wymen. No men. Hymen is 'hi, wyman'. Not hostile, as thought, just hurt. And angry. Ballsy, too. So much bush, butch, that no camel toes can be discerned in the outline of my sack-less but angry and hurt beef curtains. Not hostile, though.
|by Anonymous||reply 232||12/30/2013|
@R33 Oh wait, what, a fucking finger? I got ten fingers, bitch, and a trouser snake, you're just jealous. And angry as he'll, and wait for it, DARK. and u know what? I have lesbian friends, certainly not your type. Sum funny ass cool ones. And what lesbian doesn't luv a ripe fuckin ass and sum raw ass butt play. It gonna gets aids from eating infected cunt and the juice sleeping'in your rotten cold sores.
|by Anonymous||reply 234||12/31/2013|
this bitch is raw. this bitch likes claw. claw at the cunt. this dykes so brunt. her tits smell ripe but the snatch aint tight. this dyke's no fun, too fat to run.
|by Anonymous||reply 236||12/31/2013|
Tits spread ripened near the dark, full bush inferno of her armpit. Gasping and cooing pleasure sounds as she's penetrated deeper and deeper with the rubber dildo cock. The bull top fingers her own greased gash as she defiles the bottom swine with the veined life-like instrument. The top becomes so orgasmic she removes the rubber cock and jumps atop her gimp to feverishly and fruitlessly rub cunts with her. A finger enters the bulls asshole. A gushing river of she-juice. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 237||01/01/2014|
Homophobic piece of shit.
|by Anonymous||reply 238||01/01/2014|
R236 I giggled. That was a cute one!
|by Anonymous||reply 239||01/01/2014|
Ur a homophobic piece of shite., especially if ur the dark one said we should all have aids. Homophobic? god damn, u come in here, hostile raging, dark! STILL don't get the joke. that's why u get capped on. putting u on blast, talkin shit, but so what, i (we) r like the only brothers u have n sayin we should all get turned out with aids?! cos ur a humoless old bull cunt, now that's homofuckinphobic
|by Anonymous||reply 240||01/02/2014|
Violent storm as the lesbian thrashes in her bed. "oh no oh no" she mutters in the filthy sheets, she's prone, arms and legs flailing as if she's running from some unseen terror whilst dreaming. She pees the bed, warmth, terrible warmth. Electrodes taped to her forehead. The doctor storms in and injects her breast with a long needle whilst the guard in the hallway peers in and lets out a wicked chuckle.
|by Anonymous||reply 241||01/02/2014|
A bull bouncing on a rubber clock when the cops kick in the door.
|by Anonymous||reply 242||01/02/2014|
Ferocious bull free from her pen. Tits to introduce to her horns.
|by Anonymous||reply 243||01/06/2014|
Is it so hard for you numbnuts to follow the formula and end with
|by Anonymous||reply 244||01/06/2014|
Forced entry. A lesbian's terror. A knife fight. Buckling under boots. a birkenstock viciously connecting with the back of the lesbian's head. Gnash of teeth. Sorrow. Exposed breasts. A lesbian flying over the couch. The intruder shot with the lesbian's pistol. Lesbian frantic escape.
Pro-lesbian (she won!) Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 245||01/14/2014|
A darkened labia. A cigarette burn on dimpled cellulite. Short grey hair, tufts around a wrinkled forehead. Dogs barking. Chain link fences. Lightning striking in the sky. "I'm just waiting for a friend, Officer."
|by Anonymous||reply 246||05/11/2014|
|by Anonymous||reply 247||05/11/2014|
Michfest bump for one of the best DL threads ever.
|by Anonymous||reply 248||06/04/2014|
The hazy sun sets. The sweat drips from her brow, under her breasts, down her ass crack. It will be night soon. She lights a cigarette and can already taste the fear.
|by Anonymous||reply 249||06/04/2014|
The music on the stage becomes throbbing. She feels it to her very core. Her little button down there stands up straight. Her nipples are hard. The babydyke in front of her thrashes, thrashes, thrashes her hair. Her neck is so white, so clean. She is no longer in control of her hands, she sees herself next to to the girl. She longs for that neck and lunges out. Too late, she sees the peanuts in the girl's hand. The world goes dark for the...
|by Anonymous||reply 250||06/04/2014|
I'm going to start a YouTube channel where I recite these dramatically.
|by Anonymous||reply 251||06/04/2014|
Okie flesh trembling. Fearful pig eyes. Exposed breast of the night. A cane broken across a lesbian back. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 252||07/11/2014|
Nude prone sloth. Hands bound. Head shorn. Buttock adorned with tribal tattoo. The lubing of a long French cucumber. Savage cry of eroticism. A bull's black rubber cock dangling, it's time to break in her sow.
|by Anonymous||reply 253||07/27/2014|
Summer light, desires of night, pan-generational passions, borne writhing in the day. Tegan's lost template, Sarah's found sister, backyard vegan buffet. Intentions of future fecund explosions travel the now-moist caves of a timeless scorched desire. An unprecedented summer solar eclipse asserts fearful symmetry. Asymmetrical stylings, political bikini, tender barefoot missteps, spiked lemonade: dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 254||07/28/2014|
|by Anonymous||reply 255||07/28/2014|
Emanating from within, from uterus to vulva, from the lips above to the lips below, screaming and writhing and burrowing deep into Mother Earth, channelling sisters and sorcerers from past generations, lifting lips to kiss the ice blue moon, breaking only silence with screams.
|by Anonymous||reply 256||07/28/2014|
I thought it was
A simple fart
My white pants ruined
A messy shart
Burma Shave. * * *
|by Anonymous||reply 257||07/28/2014|
|by Anonymous||reply 258||07/29/2014|
A nude bull with her finger in the electric socket.
|by Anonymous||reply 259||07/31/2014|
Bull trolling the bars. Pendulant breasts taped beneath a flannel. Flaunting her impressive cheeks. She pulls a cigarette from behind your ear. A match from her boot.
|by Anonymous||reply 260||07/31/2014|
R252 "Okie flesh trembling"
Jesus Christ LMFAO!!!
|by Anonymous||reply 261||07/31/2014|
Absolutely my favorite thread of all tyme.
|by Anonymous||reply 262||07/31/2014|
Lesbian flesh. Loretta Lynn hair. A gpc dangling from a wrinkled hand. A loaded rifle. A man in the yard. The horse Winnie's and jumps high on 2 feet. Dark leabians.
|by Anonymous||reply 263||08/01/2014|
Red pubed cunt. A snarl. Oatmeal paste smeared onto a stretch mark ridden lesbian teat. Her lover grabs a tuft of her salt and pepper butch cut. Gnash of teeth. Lube dripping from cane. "No, no, please don't!" Dark lesbains.
|by Anonymous||reply 264||08/01/2014|
From a Harlem alley's shadow, Teg appears. She's bathed and powdered. Distant thumps call her to the night filled with dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 265||08/01/2014|
Steam punk. Night funk. The slithering bassline of an all-woman metal act in rehearsal, a loose, joyous warmup, broken with laughter. Dutch-san, pecs and bi's pulsating in her ribbed white tank after an energizing session of presses and curls back at the garage-bookstore, slides her seditiously soft palm over her slick black pompadour, pressing her Elvis into place. Her dark Asian eyes scan the damp, shimmering streets - slick, she imagines, with the light spray of feminine estrus - on this August evening, 2014.
It's getting dark. Dark, lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 266||08/01/2014|
Under Armour shirt. Sweat-stained pits stretched tight over sagging titties, braless. Golf club in one hand, Heineken in the other. Pacing the green under moonlight, she mutters, I will kill you, I will kill you, Janice.
|by Anonymous||reply 267||08/01/2014|
A hatchback 100mph on a donut tire. A blade held to a butch's throat from the backseat. A baby dyke thrown from the moving vehicle at a freeway exit. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 268||08/01/2014|
La Flaca's exquisite eyebrows, brown pencil lined lips, crisp aqua net curls underneath a fedora. The lesbian moans.
|by Anonymous||reply 269||08/01/2014|
Transgenderism. Butch smashing bottle of gin over head of 2nd butch. A blonde thrown back and forth. Electric guitar.
|by Anonymous||reply 270||08/02/2014|
|by Anonymous||reply 271||09/19/2014|
If there`s any DL thread that deserves to be turned into a book,this is it.
|by Anonymous||reply 272||09/19/2014|
More from La Flaca, please.
|by Anonymous||reply 273||09/19/2014|
Footprints in the snow. Cracked tree branches. The cold air stings her and arouses her at the same time. She looks to find the hand stick out of the stream.
|by Anonymous||reply 274||09/19/2014|
Black, renn fair bed sheet draped across her oxen frame. Scent of dirty pussy, day-old sweat and patchouli comingle. Dark red lipstick outlined in black. 15 piercings lined up in a row on earlobes that sag like nut sacks. Mouse tits set gently on top of an elephant belly. The chiming of a bell announces the opening of the door of the Wiccan shop. A mother dyke is smudging. Incense rises in great swirls as Tibetan music fills the background. The belly dancing class begins.....DARK LESBIANS
|by Anonymous||reply 275||09/19/2014|
Sow flesh, hungered cravings.
|by Anonymous||reply 276||12/22/2014|
La Flaca's lifts her tank top to reveal the gun in her baggy dickies. The lesbian instantly wets herself at the enboldened act. "I have to defend my cousins honor essay"? La Flaca purs as she cups the lesbians sagged teet.
|by Anonymous||reply 277||12/22/2014|
Savage lesbian battle for the rifle. Exposed tit. A baby dyke hiding under the stairs. Another bull is cocking her rifle and shooting at an Oldsmobile approaching the barren, ravaged, desolate ranch.
|by Anonymous||reply 278||12/22/2014|
The bull saunters in and she owns the room. She is the man that never was, the moral center of this country. Her spirituality and guru status the stuff of legend. She fingers the cunt of the soccer mom.
|by Anonymous||reply 279||12/22/2014|
Hair braided by furious hands. Gluttony in a too-small cage. "Stop!" she screams between gulps of stale Coors. The bruises, oh the weeping bruises between her thighs. Dark Lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 280||01/04/2015|
Hungerous growl from shorn headed butch as she connects the belt to the back of her swines back. The swine falls to the ground upon her exposed breasts. Mad animalistic struggle for control of the dildo cock. A finger plunged deep Into an asshole. Cries of sorrow. Milk flows.
|by Anonymous||reply 281||01/09/2015|
"They put their hands on me, my tittys..." "Who did this." Growled the butch. "It was that pack of boys, they chased me n held me trapped up against a chai link fence behind the high school..." The swine sobbed. -"dead meat!" Growled the butch as she loaded her rifle.
|by Anonymous||reply 282||01/18/2015|
Tittys exposed under a ripped blouse. The bull throws a punch.
|by Anonymous||reply 283||01/18/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 284||01/18/2015|
The ripened swine dances in her suede Walmart ankle moccasins and stonewashed jeans. She's tempting the bull. Swine gets low on the dance floor, sticks out her ass, hands on her knees she rolls her head back and forth, whipping her crispy aqua net curls. She's putting on a show, a sex show for the bull. The bull gets up and saunters across the dance floor and grips the swines cunt thru the jeans. "This is mine now bitch" bellows the bull.
|by Anonymous||reply 285||01/18/2015|
This is one of the best threads to ever appear on this dismal website,still it`s a bit strange it never got over 286 posts. You`d expect part 2,3,4...
|by Anonymous||reply 286||01/18/2015|
Lesbian fist on white flesh. Handful of mulleted hair. Glass of coors splashed onto a lined, sun-damaged face, come bottle glasses become useless, she throws a blind punch into the crowd... Breasts flung. Wrangler jeans soaked with the spreading warmth of her protein filled urine. She cries out. Another punch connects with her mulleted done. She lands splayed, prone in the filthy barroom floor. A hand lowers to help her up, she wildly kicks
|by Anonymous||reply 287||01/21/2015|
Lesbian in full burka. Filthy sandled toes. Bathing breasts in the Ganges. A piece of shit floats by, she reaches for it
|by Anonymous||reply 288||01/21/2015|
Rapturous swine. The Melissa Ferrin song moistening her loins. Breasts ravaged by sun. Cellulite glistens. Caked white flesh. Birkenstock tapping. Her pad falls to the floor. A paint gun ripples her fat back as she cries out.
|by Anonymous||reply 289||01/21/2015|
Cold late January. In a corner, a power drill recharges silently in the icy winter night. Trudith hears the soft thump of a load of flannel turning in the drier. She walks, tall, nude, her full bush glistening with a flickering dew. In the well-attended loft, an empowerment yoni sex magick seminar finally begins. Spongy purple mats unfurl, overlapping, stacking, creating a braided pile for the oncoming passion play. A butch human beatbox breaks the silence and sets the beat. It begins.
|by Anonymous||reply 290||01/21/2015|
Rapturous dyka, riding folds of labial flower like a furred flying dragon into the sun. White heat, white flesh, white hot. The kraken roars the lesbian soars. Gushes of cunt juice and drippings of tit milk. Fire. Fire.
|by Anonymous||reply 291||01/27/2015|
The proud, defiant lesbian called Cunta is led by a rope around her neck into the thoroughfare. She lets out a wild African cry from her throat as the whips lash connects to her back. She pivots around and straightens her back "No, whip THESE!" she roars while thrusting forth her sagged teats.
|by Anonymous||reply 292||01/27/2015|
Straw and ragweed hair short in a mullet helmet. Red, alcoholic bloat. She watches with her one good eye. The comings of apocalyptic rapes.
|by Anonymous||reply 293||01/27/2015|
"He beat me. He fucked me." barks the dyke.
|by Anonymous||reply 294||01/28/2015|
Red titty from being grabbed at. Sheepish, musty face lesbian; deep creases around her thin lip. Mole above the upper lip. Breath smells of shit. Long whiskers. Golden teeth. Gaping loose lipped cunt with long white hairs. She haunts you.
|by Anonymous||reply 295||01/28/2015|
It drags it's leg Haunting pig-like flesh A bubble butt A cry in the night Dog woman...
|by Anonymous||reply 296||01/28/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 297||01/28/2015|
She takes a punch in the gut then let's out a fearsome bellow. Her lover pulls the switchblade from her boot and they circle each other in an erotic, terrifying dance. "I'm gonna fuck u after I cut u" the bull roars
|by Anonymous||reply 298||01/28/2015|
U awaken to the sound of her boots scraping across carpet. You realize your hands are roped to the headboard. You struggle and kick out wildly. A hand comes from under bed and cups your breast. You scream at her to get out or to show her face. She refuses but you see her unbutton her flannel and desperately, hungerously reveal one tit.
|by Anonymous||reply 299||01/28/2015|
"He boned meh'" the wretched lesbian croaks into the police officer's tape recorder. "Were you asking for it?" the officer asks the puzzled old dyke?
|by Anonymous||reply 300||01/28/2015|
Dyke in the back of a police cruiser trying to kick out the window. Bloody, drooling mouth like a rabid Saint Bernard. She's topless, wearing only 3XL camo cargo shorts and thong shoes. "They fucked Me!!!" she roars. They stuck it in.
|by Anonymous||reply 301||01/28/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 302||01/28/2015|
Black pearls, black lipstick, fishnet hose, leather skirt, leather clutch purse that snaps with a firm click. HR file on her lap. "We'll need to put you on an improvement plan," she says. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 303||01/29/2015|
She pushes her Walmart cart into oblivion. She lets out a mean look and bellows "Hey Hey" to the teen boys who graze her cart as they horseplay in the rifle aisle. "Fuck you, bitch!" the boys scream, she enrages, turns bright red and lifts the cart clean off its wheels and tips it to the side to charge the boys. She aims for the first one but just as she nears him in cold cocked by the second boy. "Show us your tits", they scream. They rip her tee shirt clear off her back and begin pushing her back and forth between them.
|by Anonymous||reply 304||01/29/2015|
Cunteth Sarabeth Leroux Dyketh receives the anal penetration from the raw animalistic bull's blackened rubber dildo cock whilst grunting like a pig. Like heaven's razor blade. Teats feel electric. Catastrophic penetrations. Virgin's horror. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 305||01/29/2015|
Burning cross on lesbian lawn. They croak and bellow peering through the dusty blinds.
|by Anonymous||reply 306||01/30/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 307||01/30/2015|
Beads of sweat dribble down the stretch marks of sagging tits barely contained within a white wife beater. Knees scuffed and cargo shorts stained with grass. The elder dyke's mullet heaves between the hefty, soccer-player thighs of her handsome beloved like a shaggy dog lapping water from a filthy bowl. Her orgasm is expressed with a strong jet of urine. The elder dyke dives deeper, as if wanting to be reborn. DARK LESBIANS
|by Anonymous||reply 308||01/30/2015|
Thrashing. A man under the bed. Gnash of teeth and cocking of rifle. It smells of burnt hair and assa.
|by Anonymous||reply 309||01/30/2015|
Salt, brine, funk, sighs:
The slobber and snap of Licia's ferocious, joyous ministrations.
Stretched wings, flapping tails, staring eyes:
The rescue shelter's animals responding in turn to the ululations.
Pelvic crack, down vest bed, hairy calves, it so begins.
Two drake volunteers alone late, late, as one, nurtured in shelter -
|by Anonymous||reply 310||01/30/2015|
Bent, bruised, brutally gripped thighs. A haired, fleshen, and flapping cunt eaten from behind whilst sagged ass cheeks barely contain the hot vent of the anus, which emantates with the rich smell of smeared and ripened shit. The stallion-like, mustachioed drake will mount n ride the sow like a rodeo champion. Dark Lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 311||01/30/2015|
Ferociousness. Lesbian hands ripping caftans clean off bodies. Traditional African cries.
|by Anonymous||reply 312||01/31/2015|
Tipped fedora held by a mountain of aqua net curls; a tear drop tattoo. She releases her switchblade and holds it to the throat of the captive swine. "You were on our block, essa." The captive swine squeals as La Flaca coos and purrs in Spanish. "We're going to settle this, bitch". La Flaca pops the buttons of the swine's dickies blouse with the sharpened edge of the blade.
|by Anonymous||reply 313||02/02/2015|
Warm leather backseat, fetid pussy, a fat cigar and a hell of a ride.
Tyres squealing, gunshots, screaming: Buzzcut Bonnie and her Birkenstock Clyde.
|by Anonymous||reply 314||02/02/2015|
Dark Lesbian sounds like a great comic book superheroine. But DC or Marvel?
|by Anonymous||reply 315||02/02/2015|
DC for "dick cut"
|by Anonymous||reply 316||02/02/2015|
The brunette one with the crew cut and khakis wields a golf club, the red head with the cargo pants a baseball bat. They attack and beat me to a bloody pulp. "This will keep you away from THE BRIDES" they chortle as I lie snorting from my broken nose. Thank you Mr John D. MacDonald
|by Anonymous||reply 317||02/02/2015|
Dark Horse 315
|by Anonymous||reply 318||02/02/2015|
He took me, with the stink of filthy roadhouse whiskey on his breath, and I liked it. I liked it! With all that dirty touching of ...
|by Anonymous||reply 319||02/02/2015|
Weirdest and funniest thread on DL.
|by Anonymous||reply 320||02/03/2015|
Breasts emerging from a flannel. She haunts u.
|by Anonymous||reply 321||02/03/2015|
Kris Jenner furiously scissoring with Kyle Richards on memory foam. Vasoline greasings. Strange milks.
|by Anonymous||reply 322||02/04/2015|
Cuncussions. milks. A lesbian with an eye patch and a bent leg. she shuffles towards you as fast as she can. do you have a dollar for her. a cupping of her breasts.
|by Anonymous||reply 323||02/05/2015|
A lesbian on a crotch rocket 70mph. Shredded jeans. cunt on fire. thong shoes. wifebeater. forever.
|by Anonymous||reply 324||02/05/2015|
Erotic soccer mom breasts slung under the stretch soft cotton, coral colored baby doll tee from Forever 21. Keys in hand, she's running into the safeway starbucks for a tall 1% 1 splenda latte in her little gym shorts and white socks, white reeboks. She's late picking up Caydyn and Madisen. She walks in and you realize this is an important person walking by.
The dyke eyes her, moistens.
|by Anonymous||reply 325||02/06/2015|
Fist fights with men outside honky tonk bars at 3am. Catastrophic rapes, black eyes, and bricks thrown through windows by neighborhood kids. Do you know her? Does she see you?
|by Anonymous||reply 326||02/08/2015|
Nude beatings. Savage hungerings. all you see if the glow of her cigarette.
|by Anonymous||reply 327||02/08/2015|
"It wasn't me", she croaks at the officer.
|by Anonymous||reply 328||02/08/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 329||02/08/2015|
Skimmed milks, prebiotic yoghurts. Overused labia, exhausted titties. Nowhere to turn to. Kim's butthole. Tia Maria. It's getting dark. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 330||02/08/2015|
She put a broomstick in meae, hoarsely bellows the handcuffed bull. I was beggin. "And you asked for it, correct ma'am?" The officer Asks the confused, angry bull lesbian.
|by Anonymous||reply 331||02/08/2015|
Threatened by cock. Blind hatred, rage directed at the well-hung visitor. "We don't need a fuckin' man round here these parts!" She covets the crotch meat and his easy way with the fairer sex. She hates him, she hates him!
|by Anonymous||reply 332||02/08/2015|
Nude titties. A wolf howling. Pointed black boots slamdancing. A shorn head. Amyl nitrate. A baby dyke hunted like prey. Beer bottle broken over a barefoot, patcholoui smelling hippie dyke's head. 2 ton truck engine reving.
|by Anonymous||reply 333||02/09/2015|
Stephen, Stephen, Una calls, her monocle falls out of the socket and one of the dachshunds seizes it and worries it, the ambulance is coming, the old girls that steer it aren't looking where they are going and Renee Vivian is more interested in Radclyffe Hall than her alter ego John and Natalie Barney will mop the floor with all of them Dark (kinda tame) Lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 334||02/09/2015|
"I was fucked!" barks the bull dyke as she's strapped to the gurney, legs in stirrups, grim black nurse performing a rape kit. The old redneck officer says "Tell us what happened"
"well I err was walkin down by der lake behinn the high scheull with my here fishin pole and my bucket, I just done caught me some craw daddies an err catfish for mah supper. Those boys chase me and I was runnin in mah boots then they threw meh up against a Chain link fence and started touching mah Tittys while I'm growlin n tryin to kick. I says "I'll lay down with therr whole lot of ya! If Ya got $5. Er at least a dollar per poke!
|by Anonymous||reply 335||02/10/2015|
The penetrative cock haunting her. She tosses and turns. A key turns a lock, her eyes pop open, she fingera the cold steel of her pistol as if it was Nae's cunt. The man kicks in the door, the lesbian squawks. Nude battle. Breasts flung. Gnash of teeth.
|by Anonymous||reply 336||02/10/2015|
Nae choking Lisha under jail blankets. Toilet water running. A combination lock in a sock. The sound of the guards baton gliding over bars. Ripened pussy. One hot tear running down a bruised cheek. Held down while pussy ate. Ridden like a farm animal. Turned out on top bunks.
|by Anonymous||reply 337||02/11/2015|
Choked for having loose pussy.
|by Anonymous||reply 338||02/11/2015|
Cruel bathings in sour milk and fetid white rain. Cellulite ridden cakes foamy. White as pearl. The gash as greased and yellow as an bucolic oil field. From lover to lover, they all lash her with 'some' whip. Some hurt beyond what she...
|by Anonymous||reply 339||02/11/2015|
Choke chain on tits
|by Anonymous||reply 340||02/12/2015|
Sharpened Labia Of The Night was the opening act at Michfest, I hear.
|by Anonymous||reply 341||02/12/2015|
Dark boot of the night. Ginger mullet yanked in tuffs. Open mouthed animal okie cry. Her ass lips quiver as she cold glass of the colt 45 touches her flesh under the filthy Avon coat she's worn to shoplift from this circle k.
|by Anonymous||reply 342||02/12/2015|
Milk from a three-headed goat forced down the lesbians throat with a funnel and long tube. Pentagram carved into her rippled ass cheek. Shorn head. Nazi symbol. The dwellings of rapturous swines burned by the deepest orange lights. Radiation of the sun pressing hard on animal flesh of the she. Her throat dilates as does the cunt. She's set free by sun's rape.
|by Anonymous||reply 343||02/12/2015|
The cock is a knife. Patchouli and overripened floras emanating from her greased and stretched slit. Labial piercings. Her box is a trap. Hallucinogenic rape by half-cocked, half-cunted devil. She emerges from a well through your television set. The dark lesbian.
|by Anonymous||reply 344||02/13/2015|
Tit milk sour
|by Anonymous||reply 345||02/13/2015|
She beats a man to a bloody pulp. Bareknuckle boxer. Kicking him over and over before squeezing the ass of his girlfriend and lighting a cigarette. She's "daddy" now. She'll do you right.
|by Anonymous||reply 346||02/13/2015|
Raw cravings. Cravings for assa. She tosses and turns nude in the sueded sheets. Growlin.
|by Anonymous||reply 347||02/13/2015|
You told Harpo to beat me.
|by Anonymous||reply 348||02/15/2015|
Rifle penetrating tits. Screams of sorrow. Mullets scalped clean off buck-toothed heads. A rickshaw. a moped holding 3 passengers. a dirt bike 100mph. Do you know her?
|by Anonymous||reply 349||02/15/2015|
A lesbian forcefed cock. A rickshaw with flames painted along it. A knife threat. A terrifying anonymous call. A cheap teddy lingerie with crusted fur lining. A cigarette. A tit hangin from a blouse. A vulgarian without a razor or panties. Does she see you? Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 350||02/16/2015|
Feral cats claw penetrates lesbian breast. The toaster fumes black smoke. Somewhere at this very moment Denise Richards is sucking a veined black cock. A sleeping dagger's filthy mattress is doused with gasoline. Acidophilus and probiotics splashed on a pair of leather tits. A co-op vegetable box is feasted upon. A leather whip connects with cgechnyan slave's back. A lesbian wears a durag and coke bottle glasses and is hazed, heckled by the other construction workers, they seize her lunch pail and piss in her hardhat. A mexican national runs through the dangerous desert heat through the border. A dyke pulls a dismembered cock into her dingy with a fishing pole. Mala noche?
|by Anonymous||reply 351||02/16/2015|
You and me fucked in the same room at the same time. It was a dual rape. A gangbang
|by Anonymous||reply 352||02/17/2015|
My g string on the floor, a blade at my throat
|by Anonymous||reply 353||02/17/2015|
Both of us fucked in a garage by a gang of roughs. They took us on the hoods of cars. It was a fuck scene, a sex show. A gang bang, a dual rape. Me looking you in the eye from across the room while I'm gettin raped. I'm growlin, cryin out.
|by Anonymous||reply 354||02/17/2015|
The soft butch enters the stairwell of the Donovan hotel. Washington, DC. She heard the tales. Sissy boys. Asian street food. Valentine 'Specials'.
'Hold That Door' she barks. The patron throws a side-eye at her sous-chef's clogs. 'Have a good evening..Miss?' he sneers. She fingers the blade in the polyester snow pants. Temptation.
She lumbers through onto the fourth floor.
|by Anonymous||reply 355||02/17/2015|
Sweat pouring down her flannel, tits bound by gauze, she emerges from the forest into Bohemian Grove. "Let me in," she barks at the Mexican gatekeeper. "No senora," the small man shrinks. "LET ME IN!" She swings her cane at him, hitting him with pummel after pummel. Suddenly, naked men surrounding her. "What the hell is going on?" One man demands. She steadies her fist around a switchblade as they surround her with pitchforks and torches... DARK LESBIANS
|by Anonymous||reply 356||02/17/2015|
Look at your dirty pillows. -They're called breasts, mama! and every woman has em.
|by Anonymous||reply 357||02/17/2015|
African tribal chanting. Anguish on a lined lesbian face as she's lowered by pulley into the quick sand. They throw in her shitty Walmart clothes with her before moving into an electric group dance.
|by Anonymous||reply 358||02/18/2015|
A bull set on fire in her home/hatchback. Inferno.
|by Anonymous||reply 359||02/19/2015|
This thread is like the Flying Dutchman - shows up unexpectedly, never dies.
|by Anonymous||reply 360||02/19/2015|
Canned yams. Virgin yams. Candied yams stuffed into the sacred secret cave a reverse yam shit up the birth canal. You, the white pimpled goose yams up your cunt hold the stuffing thank you very much no more for me Karen Finley.
|by Anonymous||reply 382||02/28/2015|
Another rock flies through the window, shattering glass. "Dykey dyke, Dykey dyke, come out and play! Come out and play you gayball! Freak!" The lesbian shutters and curls into the fetal position, rocking back and forth. The doorbell rings. The dyke scutters up to answer it. It's a bag of flaming shit! The dyke cries out. Just then a flesh colored dildo cock is flung through the shattered window. "No." gasps the lesbian. Her eyes revert back to the flaming shit and she stomps it, fouling her house shoes before looking to the right and seeing that her pinto is on fire and a teen girl is squealing with delight as she runs from the flames. There's a waiting car filled with other kids. The lesbian rushes to the hose to put out the auto fire, but jolts upright and seizes violently as fistfuls of snap caps are thrown at her shit soiled feet. The lesbian screams "Whyyy?"
|by Anonymous||reply 383||02/28/2015|
Corpulent sow roping herself underneath the family car as it's packed for a much needed getaway vacation on the boat. You fry chicken and pour soft drinks for your daughter when you turn around and see the lesbian's appearance. Walking in as if she owns the place, she calls out "Counselor, Counsler..." she handcuffs you to a railing and savagely beats your husband. The lesbian begins a rape of your daughter before you shriek, and call out. You make an offer of yourself in place of your daughter. He agrees and just as she uncuffs you and lights a cigar, your daughter aims a stream of lighter fluid at the lesbian, forcing her to jump overboard while afire.
|by Anonymous||reply 384||03/01/2015|
She got into one of the cars that stopped for her while she was holding the "will work for food" sign near the mall. Partied all night. In the morning she had to pay for them getting her high so they dragged a filthy mattress out into the yard and fucked her on it.
|by Anonymous||reply 385||03/02/2015|
Lesbian vet if fatigue pants tucked into captain boots. Cane carved from bamboo. Haunted animal eyes. She boards the city bus says "get up civilian!" And strikes with her Cain the young mexican national who has a child on each leg. Eyes blazing with hatred, the vet snarls and strikes again and again
|by Anonymous||reply 386||03/02/2015|
Lesbian forced to suck rifle as if it's cock. Tears streaming down her face, she's growlin. Her wife beater soaked with sweat, her jean shorts, with pee.
|by Anonymous||reply 387||03/02/2015|
Supine sow stretched on the rack. Blonde hair stuck to the sweat of her pig face. Stretch mark ridden teats attached to car batteries via jumper cables. A gerbil emerges from her cooch. She moans at the eroticism of it all. Another bull throws a dagger that lands between her legs as she shudders.
|by Anonymous||reply 388||03/03/2015|
She turns over to missy Elliot grinning a toothy grin and licking her chops. An exposed black breast.
|by Anonymous||reply 389||03/04/2015|
LMAO! I love you guys so much! Such imagination. Inspiring.
|by Anonymous||reply 390||03/04/2015|
Lesbian strapped to gurney with exposed breasts. Ravings. Hallucinations. "He fucked me" she gasps. Madness. Shaking head left and right. Foam at edges of mouth. The Mexican nurses aid is violently shaking the gurney, he crawls on and brutally fucks the dyke.
|by Anonymous||reply 391||03/04/2015|
Thorazine injected into breast.
|by Anonymous||reply 392||03/04/2015|
Mowing the lawn as sweat fouls her cut-off jeans. Cankles stuffed into hightop Reeboks. She steps in ripened shit.
|by Anonymous||reply 393||03/04/2015|
Crumpled purple velvet robes on her shoulders, a crown on her mullet. Pendulant tits smothered by filthen hanes sweatshirt. Bow to your king. Dark Lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 394||03/07/2015|
Dykken flesh. Straw-ragweed mullet crowning a reddened face. Paraplegia. A delivery of blackened roses. Mistaken for a man she's thrown into mens General population. She holds her own. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 395||03/08/2015|
She ascends the stairs and hears a hungerous growl. The clinking of chains. Dark lesbians.
|by Anonymous||reply 396||03/10/2015|
Meth lab in a trailer of filth. Dyke cooking in only a thong. No blinking.
|by Anonymous||reply 397||03/10/2015|
tits rub across tits. Bush entwined with bush. Smiling toothless face. Grey ashen hair. Erect clits.
|by Anonymous||reply 398||03/10/2015|
The anointing of a new crone. Sagged breasts fallen clear to her belly button. Silken, greyed bush resembling stale cotton candy. She steps into a pile of ripened shit. Dogs everywhere. Big dogs that should be outdoors but are very much inside. Patchouli smells. Vegetable box falls to the floor. The dildo cock is thrown across the room like a harpoon and penetrates her. Missy Elliot cries on the boombox.
|by Anonymous||reply 399||03/14/2015|
"I want no boundaries with you" chokes out the lesbian. "I want nude beatings between us". She grabs a tuft full of her lovers saltNpepper butch cut hair. Gnash of teeth. Sorrow. Shadow of a butch's face in agony projected against the bedroom wall. Dark lesbians
|by Anonymous||reply 400||03/18/2015|
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|by Anonymous||reply 402||05/08/2015|