You know how the saying goes, "revenge is a dish best served cold." To seek revenge, you must be patient, calculating, and wait for the just the right time to strike. How did you serve up YOUR cold dish of revenge? The Vengeance Demons of AdultConfessions.com want to know!

Best Mate ?

These past few months I've been fucking my mates wife every chance I get.
In May I found out from an ex of mine, Ryan was having sex with her, pretty much the whole time we were together.
And the reason he gave her before he stopped fucking the woman I loved and was engaged to, he was jealous of what we had.
That relationship broke up because of his sexual interference, but I didn't know it then.

Ryan is absolutely besotted with his wife. And I mean besotted. Yet she and I have been fucking ever since I found out.
I basically called round to punch his lights out, but he wasn't in.
Telling Kate why I was there, she let me know Ryan had hinted at having an affair with my ex, and he'd laughed about it. Even more enraged, I was definitely going to smash him, but with Kate taking her clothes off, said she had a better idea.

We had the most sex I've ever had in my life. From just before midday to nearly four pm. And believe me, we did just about everything together.
At one stage of the afternoon, I was fucking Kate's beautifully tight arsehole, fingering her pussy and had my mouth clamped onto her left breast.
Two days later she visited me at my place and again we had the most amazing Time together, licking sucking and fucking. It was then I knew she had the hots for me.


We're extremely well suited in terms of character, humour and definitely sex. Kate's even stayed over recently, telling Ryan she was staying at a hotel after going out with the girls.
A couple of weeks ago, he proposed to her at a restaurant. She put him off by telling him she wanted a more romantic place to possibly accept. But I know the real reason.

We've bought a place together, Kate and I, and will be moving away to live there in a few days from now.
I've already read the letter she's going to be leaving him, and it's straight to the point.
It mentions me and his cheating with my ex. And she also tells him why she's leaving him. But that's their thing.

I wish I could be there to see his face when he opens her note. But I'll probably be in bed having sex with the woman he loves.

Never mind eh Ryan.

  • Pissed Thick Load In Her Beer

    I had a friend who started playing with my emotions back in 2005. Flirting with me and acting like nothing happened moments later or day later. We talked about Should We Start Dating? So she kept me confused as she wasn't sure herself and I would be stuck seeing her with guys at the nightclubs as we would go together. She was a girl that couldn't control her drinking once she started she had to get shitfaced stup id uncontrollable drunk. One night after leading me on the whole day we went to a club and she drank as much as she could on her Corona smells like piss beer before getting out of the car and running to get in line for the club rudely just left me behind in the car. Which meant I'm on my own she'll see me after the club unless she gets a ride herself. I was pissed kinda thinking we were together or starting out for her to just dump me spur of her moment after a day together and she was looking good this night tight pants soft big juicy ass mexican hoe. I took her bottle and piss ed in the fucker not really thinking she'd drink it anyway hours later turning warm. I went in the club alone saw here flirting around care free. End of the night some dude grabbed a hand full of her ass to where his middle finger practicly went up her asshole she described later and it pised her off she threw a beer at him a scene broke out and she got kicked out and so I had to follow as I'm her ride. She's angry drunk telling me what happened and grabs the left beer and chugs everything down as we're going home. Inside I'm like wtf?! It worked lol
    I hv to mention when I peed then I think it was mixed with cum because I was horny as she got me worked up but just dumped me on the spot to run inside the club. My piss was thick and a white ugly looking thick thing was floating in the beer???
    So all that was in her.. minutes into the ride her stomach got upset and she needed me to pull over immediately to vomit like 3 times. She sd she thinks that guy put something in her drink cuz he'd ben leaching on her. Lol I helped her inside she passed out drunk long story short she cleaned up sd I could stay of I wanted passdd out I pulled her pants down sniffed her pussy sqirming my nose in and out and squishing around in it like macaroni sound. I fukd her came a little inside her and pulled out to unload the rest on her panties.

    I was nervous worried she'd know but next day she thanked me for taking care of her. I was worried if she got preg I'd be in trouble but after that window It was smooth sailing. We never dated because she decided not and thinks she got away scott free playing with my emotions haha
    We still hang out but the secret revenge helped me so much and to this day she'll never know :) dumb slut and any like her that hates this u all deserve what's coming

    Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 7 The Finale

    A few days pass, I don't contact my husband and he doesn't contact me. I throw myself into my job and start doing double shifts. I'm having Enzo stay over some nights too.

    Out of no where I get a message from my husband, "hi how are you?". I see the message but I don't reply, I'm about to take a patient out for a smoke. 15 minutes later my phone goes off again, "fine, fuck you then". I ignore the messages all together, finish up my shift and go home.

    The next day I decided I'm going to confront my husband and tell him that I know everything. I drove over, yes I drove a few metres to the mistresses house. I parked outside of their unit and walked up to the door and knocked. No answer, I knocked again. Still no answer but I could hear running from upstairs. A few minutes pass and finally the door opens. It's her, the mistress. She smiles at me and says hello. This isn't a genuine smile either, it's a "oh fuck" smile. I cock my head to the left, smile, and ask her sarcastically if my husband was awake. She says she's going to go and check and starts to close the door. I kicked the door open and sent her flying to the point of her back slamming against the wall. I walked up the stairs to the rooms and walk straight into where he was staying.

    I open the door, he looks like shit. He asked me what I was doing there. I tell him that I know everything. I explain every detail. He looks at me in horror. He then starts denying it and crying. And that his mistress has nothing to do with it. I raise my voice and tell him firmly that a woman has no place fucking around, or even offering a place to stay to a married man. I wasn't angry with her, I was angry with him. He was married to me. I sacrificed so much for him. He then bites back with "I want a divorce". I then smugly reply with, "oh sweet heart, you'll be served papers soon, I've already seen a divorce lawyer". The look on his face was priceless. I start to walk and say, "once I leave you do not contact me, at all, I am not yours to fuck with you bastard".

    The divorce. I got nothing out of it.
    Unfortunately Australian laws make it impossible in some circumstances. I was happy to just be rid of him.

    Their little fling didn't last.
    Enzo and I became an item after a few months passed. And are still together 4 years on. And yes the sex is still as wild.

    Thank you for reading.

  • Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 6

    A few days go by and I'm starting to get fed up. I can't live this double life anymore. At first it was fun but now it's becoming near impossible to be near my husband.
    I'm not going to bore you with details, however I will share one thing that tipped me over the edge.

    This one particular night I came home from a 12 hour shift. It was late. Now I knew he was with his mistress and a few work friends at the park accross from where we lived. They were smoking dope, and who knows what else. (Nothing against anyone that does this, however he had a history of substance and alcohol abuse. And he also bragged to me how his mistress did speed and worked ridiculously fast on one shift) I'm not impressed.

    To think that I had helped him get off certain substances and alcohol, he's back to doing this again. I'm not going to sit here and paint myself as a perfect person, but I lost it that night. I sped past and parked my car up at home. I sat in my car full of rage. I took deep breaths to calm myself down. And picked up my phone and called him. I asked to see him for 5 minutes as I had just gotten home.

    He reluctantly came. He was walking towards me with a cigarette in his mouth, and a very pissed off facial expression. I asked what was happening, and explained that I'll be going to bed soon as I'm wrecked from work. He starts screaming at me, "you always do this". I reply calmly with, "I beg your pardon, I don't always 'do this', what are you on about". Now I knew someone was listening for him to make such a strange statement so loudly. I said to him, "you know what, go back, I'm going to bed". He starts swearing at me, so I get back into my car and speed off.

    I end up stopping a few miles away, turn off the car engine, and start crying. I'm full of rage, rage crying? Looking back now, I'm laughing. Yes I was hurt, but the situation was just so damn ridiculous by this point.

    A motorbike rider knocks on my car window and asks if I'm okay, and if I need help. I reply with that I'll be okay, and that I don't need help, and thank him for asking. He looks at me and waits a few minutes. He was genuinely concerned. I pull myself together and drive off. I ended up driving to the pub in the middle of no where, Enzo and I's spot. Turn off my car and sit there watching the stars.

    When I got home, my husband was passed out on the floor. I walked straight upstairs and started to pack his belongings.

    The next day I kick him out. I tell him that I need space.
    He leaves, and what do you know? He moves in with his mistress, accross the park, shocker!

    Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 5

    So he got a car of his own. This meant that I didn't have to pick him up, or him take my car to and from work. I had more time to do whatever I wanted.

    This particular night Enzo came up with the idea of fucking on my husbands car while he was at work. Now this was a very public car park, but where my cheating husband would park was somewhat not lit up. So I said fuck it, let's do it. We drive and park down the road from the supermarket, and start walking.

    I'm wearing a dress with no underwear on underneath, and Enzo is wearing sweatpants. So it makes everything easier.

    We get to the car, and Enzo starts kissing me, and sliding his finger in and out of my pussy, while squeezing my breast with another.
    He then lifts me onto the hood of the car and slides himself into me. I'm trying so hard not to moan as to not draw any attention to us. Enzo covers my mouth with his hand, while thrusting in and out of me. I'm so wet, with every thrust I can feel my body getting weaker and weaker before I start cumming. Enzo moans that he can feel me cumming, and that he's about to cum.
    He pulls down my dress, exposing my tits and starts cumming, not only on me, but the hood of the car. We wrap it up. I run my index finger on my boobs and swoop up Enzos cum, and suck it off of my finger. He smiles, and we start walking back to Enzos car laughing.

    And yes, I did hear all about how someone came all over my husbands car. I tried very hard to stay composed

  • Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 4

    My husbands sister is down from interstate. She's just separated from her husband. Now this particular day she decided to go into the city to meet with a guy.. who am I to judge. If anything, I encouraged it. I don't want her here while I'm fucking another man haha!!!

    So she leaves, thank fuck. My husband gets his mistress to pick him up for work. And Enzo comes straight over. This time we decided to fuck in every bed in the house. Including the guest bed. I hated my husbands sister, she was awful. So I got off even more knowing she was going to be sleeping in a bed that I had just came in.

    In the middle of ass slaps and finger sucks, my phone starts chimming. It's a text from my husbands sister. "Hey I'm going to be back in 5 mins, the guy bailed". I laughed, and then realised I had to get Enzo out of here and make all of the beds and spray the house. So Enzo and I finish off. We got up and he helped me around the house before speeding out of my garage. I jump straight into the shower to get all of the lust juice off of my body. And I drown myself in Chanel perfume. I walk downstairs and greet my sister in law at the front door, and offer to make her a tea.

    I then tell her that I've got to head back to the gym, as I'd forgotten my purse there in a rush to get home so that I could open up the house for her. She brought it.
    I sped to meet Enzo at our meet up spot. In the middle of no where, near an old pub.
    He jumps into my car, we talk for a few minutes. He asks me what my grand plan was. I told him that I plan to make my husband out himself, one way or another. And that I'll be filing for divorce in a few weeks. I'd already called to book an appointment with a lawyer.

    Both Enzo and I had started to fall for each other by this point, but didn't say anything to one another until months later.

    An hour passes and I say goodbye to Enzo and heads home. The drive home was different. I ended up walking into my house and heading upstairs before my sister in law says, "all good? Everything still in there?". I reply with, "yeh, I'm going to call a friend for a bit I'll come back down in 10".
    I just didn't want her near me while I plot.

    I started to think, I should make my husband buy a car of his own, he has no money. So either he finances it or borrows from his dad. I was sick of him taking my car when his mistress couldn't pick him up.
    So in short, he ended up borrowing money from his dad and he got a second hand car. Now I'm not gonna lie, I was a little pissed off. This whole time he could have asked his dad for financial help but didn't. But for a car. Yeh no problem take x amount of thousands of dollars son, just pay me back when you can.

    Uh whatever, this will make more sense in part 5.

    Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 3

    Call me Miss Revenge: Part 3

    The next day my husband comes up to me and asks about the weird finger print marks on the couch. In my head I'm thinking, I cleaned everything up the night before.
    I said to him, "what weird finger marks? Show me". I made sure to act totally weirded out. He shows me and I quickly respond. "Uh, brothers, trust them to put their dirty hands on the furniture". I told my husband it must have been them after they were over in the pool.
    Now I could tell he wasn't buying it, but what did he have to go on. So he responds with, okay that makes sense.
    Inside, I was livid, but kept a calm smiling exterior.

    Little by little, I start to plot more and more. I even suggest that he carpools with the (mistress) woman that he works with. So I can do "longer shifts" at work and not have to worry about transport. They both must have thought that I was so naive. Little did they know they were playing right into my hand.

    When she would come by and pick up my cheating husband, I'd go upstairs and watch from the bedroom window. They'd hold hands as she would drive away. I laughed.

    Little did my husband know that I would have Enzo on his way already. I would take days off work and use my annual leave so as not to raise any suspicion.

    Enzo would fuck me on my husbands computer gaming desk, on his gaming chair, on the kitchen bench, on the table, on the hood of my car, on the bathroom bench, in the shower, in his car, in my car, in the middle of random public places. We were wild.

    One particular evening while my husband was at work. Enzo comes over and parks his car in my garages as usual. And we decided to go for a quick walk to the letter box that was a good few metres away (I lived in a townhouse). When we get back, the electricity had lost power. Now back then I would always keep the key in the front door, as it was a dodgy door. Silly I know. So! We jump the back fence, and get inside. Pull the rope to manually open the garage and get Enzos car out.

    We decided to drive to the middle of no where to be amongst nature. Our adrenaline was pumping with what had transpired (the whole idea of being caught), and sure enough our clothes are off. I'm riding him hard in his car, and he ends up opening his car door, picking me up, slaming me down on my back, and thrusting into me on the hood of his car. I remember looking up and seeing the trees swaying, hearing the birds chirping, and then the rain hitting our bodies. We didn't care, he pulled me off the hood of the car, and bent me over, and began power fucking me. I came instantly, and he begins to cum. As he's finishing he's kissing my back and my neck.

    We drive back to my place, it's midnight by this time. The time I have to leave to pick up my husband. Enzo kisses me goodbye. He holds my face and says, "you should just leave him". I reply with "not yet, I have a plan".

    There will be a part 4.

    Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 2

    My brother and his friend came over one afternoon, and had asked to use the garage to build a sound system box for my brothers car. Now I had met my brothers friend previously, let's call him Enzo.

    Now I caught Enzo looking at me multiple times. He was very easy on the eyes. His body got my attention (yes he had a toned physique) as he and my brother were building. Fast forward a few hours and they leave.

    So I add Enzo on Facebook. At first it was friendly banter. And then I invited him over to hang out. I told my husband that Enzo was going to be coming over while he was at work to keep me company. My husband didnt seem phased at all. And even said "cool have fun".
    Cool have fun? I thought to myself, did he just say that.

    I drop him off at work. A few minutes pass and Enzo comes over. I put on Riveradale (don't judge me). And then we started talking on the subject of my husband. Enzo explained that he had noticed that there seemed to be something off with my husband and I. I then proceeded to explain of my husbands unloyal antics as of late. I even told him that I wanted to get even. Enzo then explained that he had always found me attractive, that he didn't want to say anything as I was married. Hearing this made me feel emotions I hadn't felt in a very long time. I felt wanted. My husband had stopped calling me pretty, stopped fucking me, and had pretty much checked out of our marriage.

    So I asked Enzo, "if you had the chance to fuck me, would you?"
    Enzo replied, "in a heartbeat".
    So I started undressing. He looked at me like he had won the lottery. I'd never seen a man look at me this way. He took his clothes off so fast, I started laughing.

    Before you know it, Im laying on the couch. He has his finger in my pussy, using his thumb to stimulate my clit.
    He's kissing my neck and explaining how tight and wet I am, that he has waited for a moment like this to happen. That he's going to fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked. He's sucking on my breasts and then starts to work his way down. I start moaning in ecstacy. I hadn't been touched in months, nor been eaten out in this way. Enzo knew how to cater to a woman, thats for certain. While in-between licks he's telling me how good I taste and that he's going to destroy my pussy soon.

    I then got up, shoved him to a sitting position and started deep throating him, and licking his balls. Hearing his moans got me wetter and off even more. I climb onto his lap and we started kissing. I grab his cock and sit on it.

    We fucked very hard on that couch. He holds me and then carries me to the wall. Grabs my hands and shoves them above my head, and began to fuck me harder against it. Enzo then puts me down and bends me over the couch, grabs my neck with one hand and sticks his cock in with the other. He slaps my ass and begins fucking me deeper and harder. Both of us are moaning. He's telling me how tight I am while biting my neck and thrusting into me. I grab his finger and start sucking it. He moans more, and I start moaning that I'm cumming. He then quickly throws me onto my back and starts fucking me with more force. He starts kissing me and then saying how he wants to watch me cum. I can't explain it, other than this was explosive pleasure. Once I finish, he then starts to cum, quickly pulls his cock out of my pussy, and shoves it in my mouth. To which I shove down my throat. He moans even more, as his cum makes its way down my throat.

    We then collapse onto the floor. Enzo's reaction to what had just transpired was just this,"wow you were incredible".

    A few minutes later we get dressed.
    Before Enzo leaves he tells me that my husband is an idiot, that I'm one of the most beautiful women he had come across. And that I was a rare breed to support a man with no job for so long.
    It's midnight by this point.
    He gives me a kiss and leaves.
    And I go to pick up my husband.

    Call Me Miss Revenge: Part 1

    After 5 and a half years of my at the time jobless husband. He finally landed a job at a local supermarket.

    A few weeks in and our sex life had come to a halt. Non existent. He said that he was always so tired after his 4 hour shifts of unboxing and stacking groceries.
    Now, I worked in a hospital at the time and would do 8 to 15 hour shifts and still have the energy to get freaky.

    Keep in mind, I would drop him off and pick him up as he didn't have a car.
    Call it intuition, but something told me to go earlier to pick him up one night. So I did. I noticed him with another female worker at the loading dock. They were kissing. As you can imagine I was in rage. I waited for him to come to the car 15 minutes later.
    I had no idea what I was going to do. Do I confront him? Do I not say anything?

    So I watched and saw all of the work colleagues walking out from the loading dock and to their cars. He and her walked behind the small group. And then parted ways. He came up to the car like normal. Asked how my day was, I played along. I decided to stay quiet for now. See how far he would go and watch to see if he would slip up more and more. As he would be thinking he'd be getting away with this.

    Little by little he would speak of this one woman more and more everyday. Now I didn't bother pulling him up on this, because I wanted to see how oblivious he truly thought I was. As this would have him thinking that he has this under control.

    I'd smell cheap perfume in the house after coming home from my long shifts.
    A larger quantity of food that I had cooked would be gone. Like 2 people had eaten it, as my husband didnt have a large appetite.
    He would also go for "walks" more often now.

    One evening we stopped by to pick up a few things from the store that he worked at. Upon leaving, this woman says "bye neighbour". It was the woman he had been kissing. I smiled at her, and then asked him who and what that was all about when we left. He explained that he had been walking and she stopped him and said hi. He explained that he was shocked that she lived so close to us. Literally accross the park from us.


    So one afternoon he went for his "walk". I would watch him from the top story bedroom. He walked the opposite direction from where she lived. And then a few minutes later, I would see him walk to her house.

    I thought okay. Gotcha now you bastard.
    I contemplated going over there. I contemplated what I would do. And then I thought, I'll go over and just walk passed. If I hear something (you know what I'm talking about) that will be confirmation enough. So I walked past her house. And surely enough I heard something alright.

    Something in me just switched. I didn't want to confront him. I wanted to get even. The amount of years that I had put into this man, chasing a dream that he was too lazy to put effort into. Struggling some weeks to pay the rent and feed the both of us. At this moment I was very financially secure. At this moment I thought, I'm going to get me some. No one fucks me around and gets away with it. No one.

  • What My Younger Cousin And Her Family Abuse Did To Me

    THE VALMAE BECK SYDROME STARTED UP AGAIN ON ME
    my dad didn't believe it til he seen it for himself what a violent controlling women my aunty was for her groping sexual deviant husband ron til he seen it for himself. My dad told him and her to stop sexually assaulting me and that was when the abuse started with buns by strangers being shoved in my fathers face for no reason and public abuses we didn't know what for. Roslyn insisted bill had left her money and they wanted all of grandma and grandpas money right then in 1993 and when I told my joyce my counsellor all she did was attack me verbally and was acting insane. We got regular phone calls from Ron threatening violence on me and my dad and then karen was getting her defacto husband to do it as well adam and I didn't do anything wrog to her at all. I have no idea why she did that so I told someone I was very offended by karens behavior towards me that was bitchy and dirty and I never deserved to be spoken to like that and I never forgot it just how evil and mentally ill karen is and how she goes around wrecking lves and Doret told me Ron has been going around spreading lies about me everywhere and I thougth yeh, they tried to kill my character and I think karen just wanted cock everywhere to be honest. My grandfather outright said ros was so mad she would m****r and r**e for ron like that valmae beck would. I thouht they were trying kill me on many occasions getting bugsy and heather to attack me and weird police turning up lying saying my father tried to kill himself when he didn't at all. Joyce just kept attacking me and men have played weird games on since ever. My mum seen it for herself at the gym with jordan and I said I am glad you seen that game of flirting with me and then brings in a little girl all of 12 to make me feel less of a woman. well mum said yes i did see it. I said this has been happening for ages and no one wanted anything to do with me since I turned 33. and I didn't like my ugly one eyed boss abusing me when my grandfather died and the dirty words his shithouse mother said to me and I thought that the birthday cake must have been for karen and her kids. and I just ignored all of his strange advances at me that I couldn't make sense of . I have since reported it as work place sexual harassments and abuse from both his lesbian ugly mother and him. There are a lot of Valmae beck characters out there who are sick and evil women who will m****r single women for a man. You would be surprised. Even her own father said it about her that that is what roslyn was a valmae beck. this is why I avoid a lot of people and natrually assume most men want teeny girls and just want to make me feel less of a woman every time and there are couples getting off on this stuff. We still think katy and rick knew each other and were pretending to have just met and get a single woman as a third person to spice up the love life and play games to get virgins r**ed. This is waht a lot of couples do now and they just simply can not be trusted. This is why I will not mix socially with a lot of people now.