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!

I divorced my husband about 10 years because he was an alcoholic. Most of his family thought I was a bitch because I dumped their brother when he needed support. Well at some point my husband had to help himself, he wasn't willing to do that. According to him I was the one with the problem not him.

My husband had one brother that didn't hate me like the other family members. He could admit that his brother had a problem and wasn't blaming me for the breakup. Every so often we would meet and have lunch and catch up on what was going on. I always liked Steve a lot, he was relaxed and didn't have to get drunk to have a good time unlike his brother and the rest of his family.

Steve moved away but we still talked on the phone fairly frequently. About two years later I started dating another guy and we got married about Six months later. Two years later my ex husband passed away because of alcohol. I called Steve to let him know about his brother and he flew back for the funeral.

Even though it was a sad time, it was so wonderful to see Steve once again. I picked him up at the airport and gave him a big hug and even kissed him on the lips, which Steve seemed to enjoy even though my red lipstick was on his mouth.

Steve stayed with me and my husband Jeff during the funeral, I didn't want to admit I was sad to see him go back home. I dropped him off at the airport and kissed him again, this time I let my lips linger on his as we said our goodbye's.

About six months later I got an unexpected surprise. Steve called to say he was going to take a vacation and he was going to come back for week. Steve had a hotel reserved already but I told him to cancel the reservation. Steve argued but he knew me well enough I wasn't going to take no for an answer. I told him I needed him at the house so we could just relax and talk, but I didn't go into details.

When Steve arrived at the house it was all I could do not to jump into his arms as he got out of his rental car. Had it not been for my husband Jeff standing behind me, I may have been very forward. I still hugged Steve tightly and kissed him quickly on his mouth, I could see Steve felt a bit awkward but it didn't bother me one bit.

We had dinner that evening and sat out on the veranda until late evening. Jeff lost interest in Steve and I's reunion two hours earlier, I was glad he left to go inside and watch tv. I wanted to tell Steve a lot of things that had happened in the past year but I just couldn't right now.

It was almost midnight when we called it a day. I know Steve was tired from his trip but my mind seemed to be filled with thoughts I shouldn't be having. By the time I showered and changed into my nightgown my husband was already snoring as usual. I crawled into bed and lay there wide awake listening to my husband cut trees.

About 30mins later I got out of bed and went to the kitchen for a glass of juice. I stood in the darkness looking out the kitchen window, my mind not letting go of my thoughts. I sat the empty glass into the sink and made my way back to my bedroom. I walked into the living room and stopped. If I walked across the living room it would take me down the hallway to my bedroom, if I turned right I would end up at the door of the spare bedroom where Steve was.

I opened the bedroom door, being as quiet as possible. I slid the satin robe from my shoulders and let it hit the floor in silence. I climbed on the bed gently and snuggled up against Steve's warm body. Steve jumped as I put my arm over him, he turned over onto his back and I climbed on top of him and put my mouth on his.

I pushed my tongue into his mouth and Steve didn't resist. In the pitch dark of the bedroom we kissed like lovers. His arms went around me, pulling my body down against his. I was wet already as I felt his cock growing. His hand went behind my neck, his Tongue forcing it's way deeper in my mouth. My hips began to grind against his hardness.

In the darkness we became lovers, Steve used his mouth and hands freely all over my body. I pulled my mouth away and sat up astride him. I pulled my nightgown over my head and tossed it to the floor. I lay down on him again, my exposed breasts rested against his bare chest as we kissed feverishly.

I pulled away and slid off to his side. My hand under the sheet and I found his hardness in the darkness. I rubbed his cock and pulled down his underwear to expose his erection. I slid down and put his hard cock into my mouth. I felt Steve's body tense as I took his throbbing cock into my mouth. Steve moaned softly as I sucked his cock. I can't explain how wonderful it felt to have his cock in my mouth. Within minutes I could taste his precum and it just made me wetter.

Steve's hands were on me, he sat up and put his hand on my breast as I sucked his cock. My nipples were rock hard in moments, I hadn't been this aroused in many years. I sucked him harder and faster, all the while my husband was sound asleep. Steve pinched my nipples and I wanted to moan with pleasure.

I couldn't take it another moment and I pulled my mouth away and straddled Steve once more in the darkness. I rose up on my knee's and took Steve's hard cock in my hand, guiding his hardness into my wet pussy. I sank down on his cock, taking all of his hardness with a single thrust. Steve put his hands on my hips as I began to ride his cock.

I wanted to scream with pleasure, it had been too long since I had felt this good with any man. I rode Steve's cock, I came three times. I was biting my lip so I would cry out with intense pleasure.

Suddenly, Steve was pushing me onto the bed and flipping me onto my back. I spread my legs for him in the darkness. He entered me a moment later, once again he buried his hard cock with a single thrust into my pussy. His tongue pushed deeply into my mouth, his cock pushed deeply into my pussy. I clawed his back as Steve fucked me slowly,taking his time, making me suffer deliciously.

My mouth was wide open but thankfully no sound escaped. Oh god, Steve began to fuck me a bit faster and a bit harder. My nails dug into his back and shoulders, his mouth was on my neck and I was cumming all over his throbbing cock. I held onto him for dear life. Suddenly he was pulling me up and with his cock still inside of me, somehow we were off the bed and he was laying me on the thick carpet on the floor.

Steve fucked me like I had always dreamed about. Steve's, hands and mouth made me crazy with desire. His cock thrust into my soaking wet pussy and he bit my hard nipples and kissed me without mercy. I came over and over and I wanted desperately wanted to scream with pleasure.

He came down over me, his warm chest pressed down on my breasts, his mouth was close to my ear, he whispered he was going to cum. I came with Steve. I felt his cock pulsate inside my pussy, I felt his cum squirting inside of me. I bit his arm to keep myself from screaming as I came.

He thrust into me until the last drops of his cum were spent inside of my pussy. We kissed again as our orgasms subsided. I didn't want him to pull out of me, his cock felt so damn good inside of me. When Steve finally pulled out, I found the strength to spin around and clean his semi hard cock. I wanted to taste our cum mixed together. Steve moaned softly as I licked ..(continue confession)

  • My mother stood by the door and the man had sex with me.

    The next time I saw the man he was drunk and he fell asleep on my mother's bed. She came to sleep with me because he had vomited all over the bed.

    Two days later he came again and my mother watched as he had sex with me again.

    My mother lives with me now and she doesn't remember that man. I have sex in front of her and she gets angry with me. I do it because it makes her angry. I want her to watch, to watch when a man has sex with me. She says I am a Puta. I tell her she is angry because the man doesn't want to have sex with her.

    My ex boyfriend cheated on me with my best friends. It was a five year old relationship. And then they got married and it had been 2 years ever since. Although I moved to another city with a new job this was eating me up. Yes I did have hook ups and one night stands but then I could not forget what they did to me.
    It was destiny that I bumped into him a year back and he now stays in the same city for work, but not his wife as he had just shifted and looking for an apartment.
    We spoke and also went out for drinks that evening and ended up having sex that night (old flings never die).
    It has been 11 months since then and I am just returning a favour to that bitch by sleeping with her husband ever since. Karma is a bitch!

  • When I was with my second husband we lived in a house owned by his family with them living all around us, his uncle across the street, his mom and brother next door and grandparents who owned everything up the street. I hated living there and all of those people.

    It got so bad that to get back at my husband for making us move there,I started to have sex with his uncle, brother and a family friend who worked for their grandparents. There was about a three week period I had sex with one or all of them every day I was left alone for any amount of time! I wasnt attracted to any of them but loved letting them fuck me cause I knew my husband would hate it if he found out. I kept letting the uncle fuck me for a couple of months until we moved.

    After we divorced I had the pleasure of telling him all of the details and watching him explode! He still wont talk to his uncle and its been ten years.

    Ok so let me start out by saying i have an older brother who's 31 and me and him have always been really close. Like bestfriends but a few years ago he betrayed me by fucking a girl i was in love with and hid it from me for a year. Which ruined us. Fast forward to tonight when i was partying with him and his fiance. And he drank only liquor tonight which was a first so he wound up super drunk and passed out early. Well me and his chick kept drinking and chatting out in their garage which was hot as fuck so i took off my shirt and afew minutes later she took off her shirt to. Now I've seen her tits before so it didn't really phase me when her shirt came off and her tits were just hanging out. After awhile i joked saying i wish i could just be naked because it was so hot.

    She simply replied saying i could because she wouldn't tell if i wouldn't either. So i took off my pants sat naked next to her and we kept talking and joking... Eventually she asked she went to the restroom complaining about the temp in the house so i said well then get naked instantly ;she did and sat back down in her spot near me. As we kept talking the conversation - lead to me and her having a super serious convo where she se put her head on my shoulder and we kept talking she slowly started to pass out while we talked and i told her that if she feel asleep she was fair game. She didnt even open her eyes when i asked if i could fuck her and use her and she said of course j baby referring to my borther who already chrashed out. So i sat in slince for about 10 minutes until i heard her snoring. I started playing with her tits first then slowly down to her pussy to finger her. She didn't move at all so i stood up and opened her noutv qns face fudked her good for awhile. When i went to fuck her pussy i spread oped her lefs and pushed my cock against her and asked again if i could keep going and she mummbled yes so i pushed it all the way in and fucked for awhile. Till i came in her pussy. I was still hard so i pulled out and put it against her ass. Without lube i slowly shoved myself into her ass till i hit the base then pulled it out of her ass quickly and rammed it back down her throat for a bit till i went back to fucking her ass. I came in her ass anout three times then helped her to their bed and left.

  • masturbate and poop in the baby new mothers gift baskets would feel good and to put a voodoo curse on all those who touch it and use it and seeing a mother and baby cursed to a life of hell that I have been through now would make me feel so much better.

    I could use half of their products and put germs over everything like mothers with their babies do in shops and toilets etc with shitty nappies and their cumming vaginas from all the sex they get. making fun of their fat bodies and ugly babies and stealing the baskets for disadvantaged aged people who have never had any children at all to sell on the black market as the Curse basket.

    like its not like i would get a date or compliment for doing all this good work for others.

    the hide of these mothers and their spoilt vaginas and spoilt babies to expect me to help.

    women years ago never got this help, they were forced to have abortions and not loveable and dumped and pushed aside by men. so why should i help someone who has more in life then me!?

    if I did to them, could I force you to kiss my ass and poop as you love that ugly babies and smelly c**t kissed all the time and force them all to find me a man and stop these spoilt "little girlies" being so selfish.

    little pregnant married sex maniac girlies sicken me. I would love to see more men kick them up the bum on the street at night and in shops during the day, because they are spoilt little girlies playing pretty little pinky girlie dress crybaby girly femme fatale games that make most men sick one day.

    lets hope they all make each other so sick we never have to look at them again.

    once they are married and pregnant they should all be pushed out of jobs. and once the husband has a house and car - they should have their jobs taken from them for others who need the jobs more.

    I am jealous of people with marriages and kids and people with careers and homes and the whole package, I am extremely jealous of the rich and powerful and people who win huge lottery prizes that don't have to work hard for it and life comes to easy for them. they can afford nice things around them, cleaners, and courses, and clothing and weight loss, and beauty and health care, they can afford holidays overseas every few months and big glamour castle/palace mansions, they can afford an ego and to be sexy and loved. they can afford everything I can't. I am alone with no kids no job no man and hate my life with poor health as well. I hate the rich, I hate the beautiful so much. and I hate women who have it all and show off. I hate people who get sex and babies. I hate women who have love and don't deserve it. I hate women with thin sexy bodies and pretty faces and hair. I am jealous of them all.

    I am jealous of people who have sexy stories to tell and hot fucks all the time with hot men. I am jealous of people with hot jobs and degrees and their gossip and problems and want them coming to me to hear about them and complain to me and hear all their gossip so I can dump on their confidence gradually and be cunning liar condescending like a jasmind.

    wouldn't it be nice to paid to bully and harm people who have more or less then you who are young sexy and beautiful and ignorant and naive. I am good enough to take people down and break peoples spirit. I want rich people with problems to come to me and pay me to insult them and take their hot men and careers from them. yeh, I am ready to be a winner.

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    my neighbors have been abusing me. last year they got harry to come over for a fuck up with a megan and it was sick. they were doing bongs and throwing them on the street and they stayed there for months. now they write things about me saying the neighborhood kids hate me and afraid of me and call me a witch. I am afraid of the neighborhood kids for the last 30 years since the day we moved in here the kids have tortured my family and come in the yard at night time with knifes and they are all so ugly and autistic. chris gets shooting pellet guns at our fence to intimidate us and I reported that to police. he is so fat and ugly and his wife is so ugly but she thinks she is so hot is a joke! the women around this streets are the biggest jokes out. they are ugly married and stuck with kids and drunken men.

    they make out they are so churchie but they are fakeass people. the fakest nice you would ever meet.

    jason drinks heavy and so does diphead next door chris who is a thug always sticking his nose in as the fat controller listening in on gossip. my dad is afraid of him and my mother just wants to have a go at him and tell him off as I do as well and if he met my sister in a bad mood she would kill him and his bitch of a wife.

    my neighbors are evil and I reported them to police for fucking on trampolines and they are just bad news people who want to live the high life in corporate jobs and flash money around like king kongs which only makes us more jealous and hatefilled of them and their abuse. my family hate them so much. they can go think they are so special but the world will vomit on them in time like it does to most of us.

  • My older sister Alison hates the fact I'm better looking than her. She also hates that I've got a really fantastic figure and has done ever since I was about fifteen. She'd tell potential boyfriends that I peed the bed, and that I had a grossly disfigured vagina. Sometimes I'd here her telling boys I'd begun to date, that she'd have full sex with them, if they fucked me off. Because she was older she'd always take my pocket money too, and spend it on dresses she knew I liked. And there were many other snidey horrible things she'd do to me also.
    When she got engaged at the age of twenty four, I was nineteen. She was so much in love with her fiance Andrew, and always told us he was this and he was that. But most of all she'd say just how much he loved her.
    Well I knew something about Andrew, I knew he fancied the pants off of me. Two weeks after their engagement, I went into a hotel with him and spent two hours having what he said was the best sex he'd ever had. Everything he said my sister wouldn't do, anal sex, bareback fucking and swallowing his cum when he'd fucked me for so long, I did. I even sat on his face and forced him to lick out my pussy and arsehole, before having him fuck me all over again.
    Eventually he broke off their engagement and we began an affair, which my sister never found out about. She was heart broken when he finished with her and tried to say, it was her decision. But I knew different and every time we fucked after they finished, I made sure Andrew would never want her back. Andrew is a thing of the past now though, as I ditched him when I found out he'd secretly been with guys before and when he was with my sister.
    She did eventually move on and last year got married to an ex soldier. But it's an ex soldier who has recently been telling me, just how much he'd like to get into my knickers. Believe me the next time my older nasty sister says anything remotely horrible to or about me, her husband will be tasting my pussy and arsehole too.