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Adult Confessions | Revenge |
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 want to know!
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 45

    success is - I left friends to talk to themselves

    used to send emails then change email accounts often to make fake friends talk to themselves. lots of people do this now. even with mobile phones. its the only way to get rid of everyone scummy in your life.

    #36774 — Comments (0) — Aug 29, 2017 at 12:11 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 46

    not one to be vindictive but as a result of a few men hurting me I learnt to pay some back and wish I had been more of a bitch to all of them who hurt me.

    one professional I sent a whole porn making group after him, a teacher I set loose a group of sporting bitchy models on to him who can show him how tough and bullying a fit woman can be, one american guy I signed him up to heaps of shit on the net back in the early point of webbing because he sent these bitches at me so I did it back. I have done awful things to guys and women who have abused me. I don't regret it if anything I wish I had seen it first hand watching them being abused or suffering as it would helped heal me quicker. never underestimate how that can ease ones pains in love. with the american guy it took a long time to get over him to the point I just felt nothing, couldn't feel love for a man if I tried after what that bastard did.

    I am trying to learn to be more revengeful as I never was and should have been- everyone says it their human side to do this or that and yet doctors and teachers in ethics and law were saying "you can't do that it will look vexatious"

    so what its my human side showing, when I am a bitch, its my human side too.

    don't force me to be anymore human because I won't care who I am a complete bitch to.

    #36727 — Comments (0) — Aug 26, 2017 at 10:19 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Male / 19

    My Aunt's husband acts like an ass very often. He's a white guy and my aunt is Asian. She's my mom's sister. He's very arrogant for no reason as he's pretty much a loser.
    He tried to embarrass me in front of a girl I was dating so I decided to screw him.
    I snuck in the guest bedroom of my parents house, when he and my Aunt Julie had visited and stayed over for the weekend because my parents had thrown a big party, after he'd had too much to drink that night.
    He had fallen asleep on the couch downstairs.
    I crawled under the sheets and pulled don my Aunt Julies panties while she slept and began eating her out.
    Long story short it turns out limpdick hadn't fucked my Aunt in three years and I banged her right there while he slept off his drunk.
    She knew it was me after a minute because she said he's never ate her pussy once the lazy fuck!
    Fuck him.

    #36722 — Comments (0) — Aug 26, 2017 at 5:02 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 26

    I used to date a guy that lived a few blocks away from my house. I remember my mother saw me with him and didn't approve because he was black and I was white. Used to meet him behind the wall of the baseball field to have sex. I remember doing it standing up with our clothes half off, unaware he was double timing me with another girl. One day I went to meet him and found these black girls with a group of guys. I remember this girl grabbing me asking me how many times I had fuck her boy friend. Stood there with her girl friends holding me telling them to take my clothes off. I remember them stripping my clothes off and telling guys if the wanted to see a white pussy. I remember her asking me if I liked guys looking at me while I laid on the ground stark naked. "This is what happens to sluts while holding my legs spread and parading me in front them to humiliated me. I can still feel the sun on my skin and the fresh air blowing through wide open pussy lips. I was 17 when it happened and remember getting dress walking home and keeping strait face in front of my mother. Getting guys date a girl that everyone had see naked, proof to be a very hard thing to get. All I got was fingers point at the girl that got stripped.

    #36689 — Comments (1) — Aug 25, 2017 at 10:36 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 18

    I am really stressed out over sex and stds and everything. I know I need help but not from certain persons that attacked me. I am worried over my heart and chest pain again and need to breathe air and I just don't want to be around this guy who attacked me.

    #36680 — Comments (1) — Aug 25, 2017 at 7:05 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 31

    My husband has a gambling problem and tends to bet big when he is probably going to lose. Well, a few days ago, he had his buddies over for poker and got carried away.

    Before long, they all got drunk and they all started making wild jokes and bets. Then my husband bet that his friend could have sex with me while he watched if he won the game.

    I was angry with him for making such a bet and as he brushed off my anger it only made me even more upset with him. As the game progressed rapidly I determined myself to hold him true on his bet when he did lose as I knew he would. If he was going to be an idiotic asshole, then he was going to have to deal with the consequences.

    As I knew he would, my husband lost the game and lost his bet. Of course he tried to get out of his bet by claiming it was just a joke but I told him if he wasn't going to pay his debts then I would. And I unzipped his friend's pants and pulled out his cock. It was already growing to an impressive size and soon proved to be difficult for me to get the whole thing into my mouth and throat.

    My husband watched it mindlessly. He was so shocke and drunk he didn't even get out of his chair the whole time.

    For almost half an hour, his friend pounder his cock into my pussy again and again making me moan and squeal.

    When it was all over and his friend's cum dripped off my chin, I leaned over real close to his face so he could smell it, and told him his gambling problem had finally paid off for one of us.

    #36678 — Comments (0) — Aug 24, 2017 at 11:11 PM — That's Juicy! (19) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 24

    My ex-boyfriend cheated on me with this other woman who I have known for a long time but never liked. She was full of herself and thought she was the greatest. She was from a rich family and basically got everything she wanted without having to work for it. My boyfriend and her began to be a couple and he basically cheated on me because she bought him gifts and continued to do so. It seemed to be her only way of getting a guy. One day I unexpectedly saw them when I was in a liquor store and there was some words exchanged between us. She insulted me and my ex-boyfriend didn't say anything while we were exchanging words. I knew she liked to drink and was a bit competitive, and didn't like to lose, so I challenged her to a drinking contest. She accepted without hesitation and we made some rules. She and my ex-boyfriend would both drink as a team and all three of us would have to keep up with each other. If I had one drink the both of them would have to have a drink each. She choose wine as her drink and I choose Vodka while my ex-boyfriend choose Jack Daniels. I choose Vodka because my ex-boyfriend couldn't handle the taste or smell of it after he got really sick on it one night and figured it would give me an advantage. He also doesn't drink much so I figured it would be easy to win since they were working as a team. The rules were once they both finished their drinks I would have 5 minutes to finish mine and if I finished first then the both of them would have 5 minutes to finish theirs. I couldn't believe it when she wanted to add another component which was a penalty if you missed the 5 minute limit and it was to remove a piece of clothing. If one of them failed both would be hit with the penalty. I don't think she truly knew how bad a drinker my ex-boyfriend was so I agreed. It was decided we were going to do this right away at his place so we bought enough liquor and wine to do it.

    We got to his place and I opened my Vodka and waved the bottle under their noses asking if they wanted some of it. My ex-boyfriend didn't like getting a smell of it and wanted it kept away from him. She didn't like the smell much and said she would stick with wine. Me and my ex-boyfriend were doing shots of our liquor and she was doing the equivalent in wine. I did 3 quick shots of Vodka and they were very shocked and surprised. They managed to keep up with me but I could tell they thought they may not fare well as they told me to slow down and enjoy it. I would like to mention that I could easily have chugged the whole bottle of Vodka because little did they know I did a bit of a switch. When the 2 of them went to go look for a cork screw to open the wine I went into the bathroom and poured out the Vodka and replaced it with water. They cheated on me so I figured it was only fair I could cheat too. I did another couple of quick shots and they followed. My ex-boyfriend couldn't handle it and they got a 5 minute penalty which means they each had to remove a piece of clothing. I took it a bit easier on them but my ex-boyfriend was such a non-drinker he was already slurring his word and passing out. I asked his girlfriend if she wanted just us to do it one on one now. She agreed but I insisted she strip him naked which she had no problem doing. There he was naked and we were continuing our drinking. I picked up the pace and she was having difficulty keeping up and was soon down to her bra and panties. She began to say this was ridiculous and we should stop. I replied we could stop if took her bra and panties off and admits I am the winner. She was too stubborn to admit defeat and said she was either going to win or lose trying. She did eventually lose and trying to rub in that the two of them were a couple she began to do sexual stuff to my ex-boyfriend in front of me. It took a while but she finally got him hard and was fucking him. I don't think she realized but I had pulled out my phone and was recording them nude and everything that she was doing. She eventually passed out and I left.

    She contacts me the next day and try's to rub in fucking my ex-boyfriend in front of me and tries to say the image of them together will be stuck in my head forever. I told her it might and if it doesn't I can always look at the video I took. This got her attention as she demanded I delete it and show no one. I told her I wanted the image of them fucking not to only be stuck in my mind but in the minds of everyone. I wasn't planning to do anything with the video but when she called me a "CUNT" I didn't take that lightly and made it my mission to show it to anyone and everyone who wanted to see it. My ex-boyfriend called me and begged me to stop but all I did was hang up on him.

    #36533 — Comments (4) — Aug 15, 2017 at 12:34 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 43

    people think I should be grateful for just having the most basic things like a mother but I can't have romance my mother or father, they can't marry and have sex and romance with me or bare me children with them. I want a husband and children. I am sick of hearing "if I were I would be happy just studying" yet they want more and do more. or "if I were you I would be grateful to have my mother alive" well I am but I was expecting a husband and children of my own by now. and who will be there to comfort me when she dies? does anyone care about that?

    karen has been the worst at doing this to me, she is my brothers strange wife and she is brutally abusive towards me, my sister and parents and I am sick of her and my brothers mental illness and abuse.

    #36509 — Comments (1) — Aug 13, 2017 at 6:25 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 41

    my mother is a lazy dull minded weirdo. copying her daughters stealing their lives away has to be so sick. and what she hasn't dad has or a sibling full of shit. anyway, she comments about everyone else losing their marbles but she is so lazy and dull headed its like she lives in a fantasy world all of her own. deaf and selfish. I swear they get worse as they get older. all she wants to do is copy me, shop for clothing. go gyming, doctors. run around with her camera and holidays but never allows me to dream to too high or aim for better then her pitiful. my advice to all kids is leave home as early as you can and lie even to get away from parents. I didn't even need to make a lie, they allowed me to be m****ted as a kid but I was too ugly to be cared for by a guy, how I wish I had been a sweet foward pretty teen ready to go find a hot cute sugar daddy to blow. I should have been wiser after m****tation but to be honest sex has always sickened me. I wish it didn't. I wish I was thin and had a brand new house of my own to move to where no lazy dumb mother could tell me what to do ever again. I could pass for a 20 year old again as soon as I lose some weight.

    #36499 — Comments (0) — Aug 12, 2017 at 10:28 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 45

    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 his spent cock.

    I didn't want to leave the bedroom. I wanted us to climb onto the bed so I could snuggle with him and drift off to blissful sleep. I managed to stand and find my nightgown and robe in the darkness. We kissed each other again before I slipped out the bedroom down and back to my own bed.

    The next day I could tell Steve wanted to know why last night happened. Later in the day when my husband had an errand to run I told Steve everything. My husband was charged with sexual harassment about eight months earlier. The charges proved to be true and eventually he told me he had sex with the woman he worked with.

    So my husband lives without sex, at least from me. I told him he better find someone else to take care of him because I wasn't going to do it anymore. Honestly I'm not missing much, Jeff will never win any awards for sex.

    I went to Steve's bedroom each night while he was visiting. Each night seemed to get better if that was even possible. I couldn't get enough of him and I long to give him my body as often as he wants it.

    #36352 — Comments (1) — Aug 2, 2017 at 8:07 PM — That's Juicy! (18) Remove This.
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