Julia's Revenge Sex

A ruthless PTA takedown exposes the rot beneath perfect appearances as Julia turns public shame into a precise act of payback. We confront power, image, and the risky cost of reclaiming dignity when institutions protect bullies.

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Chapters

• 0:00 Welcome And Setup
• 0:36 Julia Dreads The PTA Night
• 5:15 Public Shaming At The Bake Sale
• 8:30 Wine, Rage, And A Plan
• 10:20 Luring Carol’s Husband
• 13:10 The Trap Is Set
• 20:05 The Switch And Public Reveal
• 24:17 Fallout And Closing

Transcript

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You've entered Poison Ivy's Tales of Erotica, where fantasy breathes and pleasure takes form. I'm Poison Ivy, your seductive guide through stories that tease, tempt, entangle the senses. New tales every Monday and Dulce deeper on patreon.com slash Poison Ivy Erotica and explore more on my Amazon author page. Links in the description. Now surrender to the heat of this week's story, Julia's Revenge Sex written by myself. I looked at the clock and couldn't believe it was almost time to leave work. Normally I would be looking at the clock wanting it to move faster. Today I was praying that time would slow to a crawl. Of course, since I wanted it to go slow, it went faster than most days. I was not looking forward to tonight. It was the monthly PTA meeting. I had joined hoping to make friends with other moms. Instead of finding friendly mothers, I found women that would sell each other out for appearance's sake. I tried to fit in, but it was clear I didn't. I was the only unmarried single mom that worked a full-time job. For some reason, I was looked down on for not being a carbon copy of their lives. The worst one was the PTA president Carol. Her husband was some big time attorney who made lots of money. She never missed an opportunity to let you know how wealthy and influential they were. Tonight was a bake sale to raise money for the sports department. I hadn't had time to bake anything, so I was planning on running by the grocery store on my way there and grabbing something. I know the rules were we had to make at least one item for the bake sale. But this was gonna have to suffice. A headache started as I reached the grocery store. I hurried and grabbed the first thing I saw, some brownies with heart-shaped MMs on top. I was hoping they would pass as homemade. I changed out of the container in the car and threw the package on the passenger seat. I arrived 20 minutes late since today just had to keep getting worse. I couldn't wait for the night to be over where I could finally go home and have a glass of wine and forget about this shitty day. I saw Carol glaring at me as I made my way over to the to an open space on one of the tables to set up my brownies. After setting things up quickly, I looked up to see Carol walking out the cafeteria where the sale was being held. Hmm, I thought it would be nice if she didn't come back. About fifteen minutes later I saw her walking back in with this evil yet satisfied look on her face. A bad feeling started in the pit of my stomach. I saw her go over and talk very animately to a group of PTA mums. They all looked over at me with a look of disgust. A bad feeling started in the pit of my stomach. Carol turned and marched towards me. In her hand I could see the empty package I had left on the passenger seat of my car. Fuck, I screamed in my head. This pitch actually went into my car. I expected her to say something bitchy and stuck up like she always did. I wasn't expecting what she actually did. She stood in front of me and in a loud voice she yelled Can I have everyone's attention? With a look of disgust written all over her face, she continued Julia here is a fraud. I found this evidence that she did not bake these brownies. She bought them and thought she would get away with passing them off as homemade. With a swipe of her hand she whipped the brownies off the table and into the trash can. What the hell, Carol? I was pissed off. You know the rules. You were supposed to bring something homemade to sell. No store bought goods allowed. Did you think the rules only apply to everyone else? she asked in that haughty voice of hers. No, of course not. I just didn't have time with all my work to bake them. Well, your being a poor single mom is not our problem. You need to leave and let this serve as your notice. You are being expelled from the PTA effective immediately. She sneered and pointed to the door. I could feel the red creeping up into my face as I looked around and saw that everyone was watching. I could see some of the women were laughing and talking behind their hands. Others had to look like they were embarrassed for me. I wanted a hole in the floor to open up and swallow me. It had been years since I felt so humiliated. Without saying a word, I walked past Carol and made my way out of the school. I sat in my car and screamed out all my frustrations and ugly cried until I felt completely exhausted. Feeling defeated, I drove home thinking the entire time how much I hated Carol. I thought about how much I would love to see that smug look wiped off her face. It would be the best to see her get some of her own medicine. I bet she wouldn't be able to handle it. By the time I reached my house, my humiliation was replaced with pure hatred for Carol. I opened a bottle of wine and started drinking it straight from the bottle. I sat on the couch drinking and thinking what I could do to get back at that bitch Carol. She thinks she's so perfect and that she has the perfect life that every woman should envy. The only reason she even felt that way was because of her husband. Without him, she would be nothing. Oh my god, I yelled to myself. That was it. That was how I could get back at that demon of a woman. Her husband was a friend on Facebook. He was always hearting my stories, especially anywhere I was wearing something low cut, skimpy or tight. I almost tripped over an armchair in my haste to grab my phone. Looking through my photos, I found one I knew would get his attention. I was wearing a skimpy bikini, and the shot was of me walking from behind. I was looking back towards the camera. The lighting was perfect. My skin had that nice sun-kissed glow, and my hair was flowing with the slight breeze that was coming up from the water. I posted it and waited to see if he would take the bait. I didn't have to wait long. About fifteen minutes after posting, I got a notification that Mike reacted to my story. Smiling to myself, I sent him a message. Thank you. Right away he messaged back. No, thank you. You look absolutely stunning. Aww, thank you. I'm blushing. I wrote and added a kissing emoji. What are you up to tonight? He asked. This might go smoother than I thought. Nothing. I'm home alone drinking some wine by myself. I'm definitely bored and wish I had company. I held my breath, waiting for his reply. Either he would feed into my plans. Or I would know it wouldn't work, and I'd have to come up with a different way to humiliate her. My wife's gonna be out until late. I could swing by and join you for a glass or two of wine if you like. I would enjoy that. I'll get a glass ready for you. I replied, almost in shock at how easy this was going to be. I probably should feel bad I was using him, but it was his responsibility to be faithful to his wife. Not mine. I jumped up to get things ready. I set up a camera on my bookcase that faced the end of the bed. I draped a cloth over the red light. So he wouldn't know I was recording. I was careful to leave the lens and microphone uncovered. It was the perfect spot that showed the entire bed. He only lived a few miles away, so by the time I finished setting up the camera, he was pulling in. I took a few seconds to compose myself before walking to the door and waiting for him. I gave him a big smile and hug when he reached the door and welcomed him in. I showed him to the living room. We drank, laughed, and soon the flirting started. It didn't take long for the flirting to lead to kissing. I would have let him fuck me on the couch, but then I wouldn't have been able to record it. Standing up, I extended my hand to Mike and said let's go to the bedroom where there's more room for us to play. I led Mike into my bedroom with him giving my ass a kind of slap and grab once we entered. I smiled knowing the camera got a good view of his hands on my ass. He sat on the bed and watched me take my clothes off for him. He was just about salvating by the time I was naked. With one swift move, he stood up, grabbed me and tossed me on the bed. Ooh, I was a little startled, but turned on at the same time. I like a man that takes control and dominates me. He quickly removed his clothes before climbing on the bed. He spread my legs, taking a moment to admire my slick, tight little pussy. I had nice tight lips that were a bit on the plump side. Mm-hmm, that's a nice fucking pussy. I am going to pound the fuck out of you after I eat you, Mike said, and lowered his face down between my legs. I looked in the direction of the camera and smiled and moaned as Mike delved his tongue inside my hole. I ran my fingers through his hair while he sucked my glit and ran his tongue up and down my slit. I cried out, gripping the comforter as I came in his mouth. I moaned over and over as he loudly lapped up my juices. After I came so good he raised up on his knees. Come suck this cock he ordered yes, daddy. I answered and turned over onto my hands and knees. I took his cock in my hands. I was impressed by the size. I turned and smiled towards the camera before I opened my mouth wide and slid my mouth over him. I swirled my tongue around his head and sucked him. I went so hard I almost made myself vomit. I had to pull away quickly. Mike grabbed me and turned me around so I was still on my hands and knees, but turned away from him so he could enter me from behind. I made sure to arch my back, spread my legs, and put my ass high in the air. Ooh, I cried in surprise when I felt two hard slaps on my ass. I moan as I felt his cock pushing into my tight pussy. I hadn't been with a man in a couple months. I was trying to focus on myself. It took Mike a few thrusts before his cock was buried all the way inside me. Oh fuck your pussy is so fucking tight. Yeah? Do you like it? I fucking love it, he exclaimed and gave me a good long hard stroke. I pushed my ass back into him as he thrust his cock nice and hard into me. I came again on his rock hard cock. I moaned over and over as my pussy gripped and pulsed on him. He used me coming as an opportunity to push a finger into my tight asshole. Feeling my ass being stretched and my pussy pounded at the same time made my orgasms run right into another one. I buried my face into the bed while Mike began pounding me harder. He pulled his finger out of my ass and moved his hand round to rub my clip, sending me back over the edge. I didn't just come. I squirted hard onto him and splashed onto my bed. That drove Mike over the edge. His thrust became hard, pounding me into the bed. With a loud moan, his body still. He pulled out quickly. I swung around just in time to put his cock in my mouth so I could swallow his cum. I licked every drop off his pulsing cock in perfect view of the camera. It was getting late and Mike had to get home before his wife did. I watched him get dressed and showed him to the door. I ran back to my room after shutting the door. I stopped the recording and went over to my computer to put together a short video. I used the best part and most dirty part. I went to bed extremely happy. I knew the perfect time and place to release the video. Two days later there was a PTA meeting where all the bitches would be in attendance. It was the meeting that would nominate next year's leader, which would more than likely be Carol again. No one wanted to deal with going up against her. She always played a video she paid to have made to show why she was the best person for the position. Even though she knows no one is going to challenge her. This year, including Carol, was going to get one of the biggest surprises when she turned her video on. I snuck in and changed her tape out for the one I had made. I waited patiently in a side room until I heard Carol asking everyone to be quiet. I slipped into the back of the room while she gave her little speech. Finally it was time. With her husband by her side, she turned and pushed play on the remote. It took everyone a few seconds to realize what was going on in the video. Carol screamed and in her panic had trouble turning it off. The entire room was quiet as everyone stared at both Carol and Mike, waiting to see what would happen next. I could tell Mike was saying he was sorry as Carol's face turned redder than I'd ever seen on someone. Smiling, I walked right up to Mike, grabbed him by the face and kissed him. Thanks for the revenge, Sex, I said, and walked out with my finger in the air. Well, thank you for listening to Boys and Ivy's Tales of Erotica. Until next week.