Wife Boot Camp, Chapters 1-4

by JennaK

This is a solely work of my imagination. There is no Wife Boot Camp (that I know of). All characters and events are fictional and no people or animals were harmed in the writing of this fantasy.

Chapter 1

Jenna stood nude looking in the mirror and didn't like what she saw. At 43 her breasts were beginning to sag a bit more and her belly was getting rounder. No wonder her husband Steve wasn't as attentive as he had been in the past. She had noticed the little things – his cock didn't seem as hard when he pushed into her and he didn't look at her with that "little boy in a toy store" look any more. Worse than that he seemed spend more time in the office (damn that new young blonde secretary!). Now that their daughter had left for college and they had the house to themselves for the first time in 18 years, they should have been boinking in the mornings on the kitchen table and nightly in the living room, but for some reason they only had tried it once and it wasn't all that it was cracked up to be. It was a big disappointment and Jenna desperately did not want to disappoint Steve.

Jenna didn't want her marriage to become a cliché of a middle aged slide into oblivion. She knew that middle aged men often look for greener pastures and knew the joke about the husband who traded in his 40 year old for two 20's. Jenna read up on all the latest ways to keep your man. She read Cosmo about "The Secret Love Move That Will Keep Him In Bed For The Morning," and "The Secret Fantasies He Is Afraid To Tell You." And she read Better Homes about "Quick But Exciting Dinners That He Will Want To Come Home For" (instead of bringing in sushi or pizza at the office to share a working dinner with that new blonde secretary, damn her!).

In talking with some of her neighborhood friends about men...what else!... she heard about a friend of a friend who had take the bull by the horns and had arranged for her husband to have a younger lover, with her permission as long as they only screwed in the house (with the wife waiting in another room) and the girl did not sleep over.

Jenna was not about to go down that route. She decided that she would get herself back in shape, physically and mentally and re-attract her husband better than any 25 year-old blonde secretary could. She signed up at the Curves exercise gym at the mall because it was run by women for women with no men (she did not want to be exercising next to some sweating, leering man). The belly started to flatten, but the boobs still sagged and Steve still spent late nights at the office.. damn!

One day Jenna saw a pamphlet at the gym announcing "Wife Boot Camp – Be All That He Wants You To Be!" That sounded great. The pamphlet said that Wife Boot Camp was a two-week all female camp out in the country, with a family visiting day after the first week. Like Curves, the pamphlet said that the Wife Book Camp was run by and for women. The pamphlet said that Boot Camp was funded by a rich heiress and staffed by young women. Wife Boot Camp was designed to give middle-aged wives the newlywed skills that they had lost or neglected after long years of child rearing. This was what Jenna needed to recharge her marriage and recapture Steve's attention. She signed up and a week later was on the train out of the city head for Wife Boot Camp.

Chapter 2

The Wife Boot Camp pamphlet instructed that recruits should bring only the clothes on their back. A uniform and all items would be provided for them for the duration of the camp. Reading that, Jenna thought, wow, this is really like an army boot camp. She wondered if there would be drill instructors, and laughed thinking about being properly "drilled" by her husband's cock. Maybe he could use the instruction in how to really drill her deep!

Jenna arrived with four other women – Carol, Susan, Beth, and Amy. They were all about Jenna's age. They would be the recruits for the next two weeks. She looked around the camp and saw the type of facilities she expected – a rural camp set in the woods, with frame "barracks" for the recruits and a big clapboard house for the staff.

The camp Director, dressed in an army WAC uniform out of the 1940s movies, came out of the staff house and walked up to the women. She ordered them to line up and strip. Right there in the open. She seemed a bit more bossy that Jenna liked, but then again this was boot camp. Jenna hadn't remembered ever being naked in front of strangers in the open air. But they were all women so she reluctantly undressed, figuring that she would be immediately given her uniform and would be dressed again soon enough. As she undressed she glanced at the other recruits. Amy was the youngest of the group, maybe 35, and certainly the cutest with the tightest ass and firmest boobs. What surprised Jenna was that Amy had a Brazilian wax job and a completely bare pussy. It made her look even younger and Jenna couldn't keep from wondering if Steve's new blonde secretary was blonde all over or even bare. Jenna was neatly trimmed, and wasn't ashamed of the light brown line of hair covering her pussy lips. But now she felt old and used up and decided that she would get a full wax job as soon as she could, the better to keep Steve hard and interested.

Susan was the oldest at 45 and a mother of three children, two boys aged 15 and 12 and a 10 year old girl. Jenna thought, no wonder she needs to recharge her marriage. She really needed to get to the gym more, and needed to pay attention to her untrimmed pussy. Carol and Beth were just a little younger than Jenna and had pussies trimmed like Jenna's but they both had bigger breasts than Jenna. Maybe implants to go along with the bare pussy, thought Jenna, but then again, that secretary had tight high young tits.

Naked, Jenna covered herself with her hands, but the Director slapped them away. "No covering up. Hands at your sides at all times." This is your 'uniform' for this camp. You won't be needing clothing here. Your incoming outfits will be returned to you at the end of the two weeks, if you pass the course." (Jenna wondered what happens if she failed?).

Then the Director demanded that each women hand over her wedding and engagement rings. "You can get them back at the end of the two weeks," she said. "but you don't need them now." Reluctantly, Jenna and the other women took off their precious rings, giving up their status as married women. Jenna had never taken off her wedding rings since the day she married Steve 20 year before. The engagement ring was a standard solitaire diamond setting, but the wedding ring was specially made for Steve and Jenna. Inscribed in the inside of Jenna's ring was their wedding date and Steve's pledge of love, "forever." Taking the rings off, Jenna suddenly felt even more naked. Totally bare and exposed to what would come next.

The women were ordered to stand hands at their sides, legs apart to meet the "drill instructors." Then out of the staff house came the drill instructors. They were naked and at first glance Jenna thought that they were young boys because they had cocks waving between their legs. But this was supposed to be a camp by and for women, no men. Then she realized. They weren't boys. They were ten naked young girls. All between 9 and 11 year old, all with no boobs or just buds and bare pussies. But each wore a full sized adult male strapon cock, rampant, erect and ready. Their girl cocks bounced as they ran down the path from the staff house and lined up in front of the naked recruits. Two girls for each recruit. The women were stunned. Susan turned to run, presumably trying all the way back home, even though she was stark naked. Amy giggled a little (the tramp) and the Carol just dropped to her knees.

"Up and stand right" barked the Director. "These are your drill instructors! You ladies wanted to renew your marriage. Well, you won't be keeping your man by learning to bake better cookies. You keep a man by being submissive to his needs and wants and knowing how to fuck him right so he doesn't want anyone else. Yes, I said 'fuck!' We don't use euphemisms here. These girls and their cocks are your substitute husbands for the next two weeks. You will learn how to obey them, respect them and from them how to suck your man's cock and how to drain him of every ounce of cum while he fucks you. You will obey these girls and respect their cocks. Failure to do so will be punished." Turning to her drill instructors the Director said "Now girls bring back old Susan and we will show these recruits how disobedient wives are punished here."

Chapter 3

The drill instructors ran after Susan and dragged her back to the line up by her hair. She was covered with dirt and crying. The Director stood over Susan, pulled up her army skirt and let out a stream of piss on her. While Susan was writhing with the piss, the Director said, "Slut-Susan – there is no escape from here. You are mine and these girl's for the next two weeks and you will learn what we teach here." Then Susan was hosed down with a garden hose and placed face down over a bale of hay that was covered with a blanket.

The Director pointed to Marsha, Susan's head drill instructor, a girl of 11, to take over. Marsha had just started budding and had long legs, and straight blonde hair. If dressed, she could have passed for any other sixth grader at a local middle school. At school she was somewhat shy and just becoming interested in boys. But nude, with cock, Marsha was an imposing dominating figure who confidently stood astride 45 year-old Susan as she lay face down on the hay bale. When Marsha stood behind Susan, ready to fuck her from behind, the Director asked for "volunteers" to lube up Marsha's cock to fuck Susan. "Come on ladies, you don't want our little Slut-Suzie to suffer a fucking with a dry cock and cunt do you? Someone come forward and lube Marsha's cock!" No one made a move. So the Director pulled Jenna by the hair and brought her to her knees in front of Marsha's cock and ordered - "Lube it, Slut-Jenna. First with your mouth and then with this lube." Jenna gulped. She had never touched another man's cock during her 20 years of marriage to Steve (even if Steve might have cheated on her.) Jenna knew she had to comply with the Director's command, and hoped that touching Marsha's cock wouldn't count as cheating on Steve. She rationalized that this wasn't a real cock, wasn't a man at all, but only a little girl wearing a strapon and that couldn't be real adultery.

Jenna tentatively griped Marsha's big cock. It was hard and straight and actually longer and thicker than Steve's cock, even when Steve has been excited by Jenna earlier in the marriage. Jenna opened her mouth and held the cock over the tongue. The width of the cock stretched her mouth more than she was used to and hurt the back of her jaw. She gagged as Marsha pushed it deeper into Jenna's mouth, and still only a quarter of the whole cock was in Jenna's mouth. Marsha gave a mean laugh and pushed in ever further, Jenna choked and coughed and took a breath and went back to servicing the cock. She tried her best at licking and putting her saliva on the cock, all the while wondering how Susan would endure a fucking from that monster.

When Marsha was satisfied that her cock has been in Jenna's mouth long enough, she withdrew it, slapped Jenna on the cheek with it. The Director then demanded that Jenna kiss the cock as a final act. Jenna kissed the tip, and then to be sure that the Director was satisfied with her, Jenna also lifted the cock and kissed each of the fake balls under it, something that she knew Steve liked in his blow jobs. "Good girl" said the Director. "See ladies, Slut-Jenna is learning to be properly submissive to the cock. That is what your husbands really want."

Marsha then handed Jenna some lube to rub over the cock. The Director instructed Jenna,"Make sure that the lube goes all the way up to the balls because that is what Slut-Suzie is going to need." When Jenna finished lubing Marsha's cock, the Director instructed Jenna kneel in front of Susan and hold her hands down. Seeing the fear in Susan's eyes, Jenna smiled and indicated that it would be ok, just relax and make the best of it.

When Jenna was in place holding Susan's hand down, Marsha immediately grabbed Susan's hips and penetrated her in one thrust all the way to the balls as the Director has warned. The camp echoed with Susan's screams. "Shut up bitch," Marsha said. "You are my wife for the next two weeks and you will learn to love this cock." To the surprise of the other recruits, Susan meekly replied, "Yes, Ma'am" and submitted to the fucking. Marsha held Susan's hips, and pulled Susan up to her knees and continued pounding her with her cock, while Jenna held her hands down. Then, when her cock was fully inserted into Susan's pussy, Marsha reached over and grabbed Susan's swinging breasts, using Susan's breasts to hold on to and pull Susan back into Marsha's thrusts.

After a few minutes Susan cried out in her orgasm. Facing Jenna, she screamed "Oooo. Yes! Never been so good. He never fucked me like that. Never. NEVER! Never." Jenna watched the 11 year old bring Susan off to a series of intense orgasms, and Marsha also came from the pressure of the girl cock against her clit. When it was over, the Director ordered Susan to turn around and thank the Marsha and "kiss the cock that you serviced." Susan did so without hesitation. Then she was ordered to kiss her "husband" as well. Susan quickly leaned over and kissed Marsha with a peck. After a quick slap on the ass and instructions to kiss like you do your husband, Susan put her arms over the girl's neck and kissed her deeply, moaning "Thank you, Thank you!"

Jenna returned to the line with the other recruits, who were looking on with their mouths agape. Jenna now realized that she had no way out of the boot camp. There was no chance of escape. And if she tried she would surely be punished like Susan. Submission was the only way to survive the next two weeks. Submission to the orders of preteen girls with huge cocks.

Jenna recognized that she had already changed in just the first hour at boot camp. She had sucked and kissed a girl's cock, and even kissed the girl's fake strapon balls. She had held down Susan, a 45-year old mother, and watched as she was brought to a powerful orgasm by and 11-year old middle school girl (just about the age of one of Susan's own children). And she saw how Susan was transformed by that experience and sincerely thanked the girl with a deep french kiss.

At that moment, Jenna realized that she was certainly going to be fucked by these young girls, probably many times during the next two weeks and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her only course was to submit and agree and try to bear it. Jenna felt a red blush of humiliation wash over her as she acknowledged to herself that she would obey the demands of the preteens without hesitation. Then the blush turned to a tingle in her belly. This was actually part of the boot camp plan – learning to enjoy being a truly submissive wife was what she had to do to keep Steve.

Chapter 4

After Susan's punishment was completed, the drill instructors led the nude women to the "barracks" where they would be sleeping for the next two weeks. The barracks contained a series of beds lined up in a row. Each was a queen bed and the women learned that each of them would be sleeping with two drill instructors for two weeks, one on either side of each recruit. Jenna realized that not only would she would be fucked by these girls, perhaps many times, while she was in the Boot Camp, she also would be watched by the other women and girls as she submitted to their girl cocks, and she would be watching the sexing of her fellow recruits as well. She shivered at the thought, but was surprised that she wasn't horrified by what she knew was in store for herself and her fellow women.

Jenna now was introduced to her two drill instructors. Her head drill instructor was named Katie, 10 years old (in 5th grade during the school year when she wasn't at the camp) and 9 year old Erin (a fourth grader during the year). Katie had brown hair down to her shoulders and no sign of any breasts. Erin had curly strawberry blonde hair and a face full of freckles – the map of Ireland on her face to match her name. A wave of humiliation and embarrassment swept over Jenna. Not only was she going to have to obey the commands of two elementary grade school kids, but ironically Katie was the name of her own daughter (who was now 18) and Erin was the name of Katie's best friend. Could the Director have known that fact? Did she select these two girls to dominate Jenna because of that, or was just an awful coincidence? Could Jenna ever look her own Katie in the eye after being repeatedly fucked repeated by this other Katie?

The women were ordered into the showers. Each of the drill instructors join them, washing them down. Jenna flinched when she felt Katie's little girl hands on her breast. She had never been touched by a woman or a girl in a sexual way and she initially reacted by pulling away. She then caught herself and relaxed and submitted to the washing, which became obvious fondling and nipple play after a while. Jenna felt that familiar tingle in her clit when her sensitive nipples were played with. It was as if there was a special nerve connecting those two parts of her body. As Jenna's knees became week from the erotic nipple stimulation, she felt Erin's fingers penetrating her pussy and opening her up from the front with one hand and the other reaching in from the back. Jenna responded immediately to the fingers pushing up against her from the back. Jenna reached an intense and prolonged orgasm, and even squeaked a little as she hit her peak on the fingers of the two elementary school girls.

As she looked around at the others in the shower, Jenna could see Carol moaning and Amy and Beth already coming down from their orgasms. Susan was the last to cum and did so with a lusty scream as Marsha and Jenny, the other drill instructor, fingered her the same way Jenna had been fingered. Holding on to Marsha Susan cried, "God help me, I love it, I love it so! Thank you." Susan clearly was hooked on sex with her drill instructor. Jenna wondered if she also would be before long. She had just had one of the best orgasms ever, better than anything that Steve did for her, but she wasn't going to admit it. At least not to the drill instructors.

After thoroughly soaping up the women, the drill instructors took a razor and shaved each woman left as bare as their preteen drill instructors. Having two girls pushing and pulling and manipulating her pussy lips while shaving brought new sensations to Jenna. When the shaving was completed, Jenna marveled at her new bare pussy. "I should have done this years ago," she thought. She knew that her daughter Katie and their friends kept themselves bare, but she thought that was just a teenaged fad. But now she vowed never to have hair on her pussy again. The other recruits were equally bare and even Susan's pussy looked better for it. Jenna noticed that Susan stayed close to Marsha and waited for directions on what to do next.

After the shower, the preteens dried off each of the women, making sure that their new bare pussies were well patted and powdered. Katie stood behind Jenna and reached around to dry her breasts and then her back. Erin spent the most time drying Jenna's pussy and thighs. Jenna stood stiffly as she was again fondled and fingered. She closed her eyes and found that she was enjoying the attentive little fingers on her body.

Then the women were led to the staff house for dinner. Instead of being served by the staff, however, the recruits were instructed to serve the staff. If they spilled any liquid they were ordered to the floor to lick it up. Any food that fell off the plate was also picked up by the recruits by their mouths, no hands. As they walked past the drill instructors, the girls took the opportunity to fondle the women, grope them and even penetrate them with their hands as they bent over to serve at the table. By now the recruits were used to being nude around the girls.

Amy was bending across the table to clear plates when the girl sitting on her left reached up and grabbed Amy's breast and another girl sitting on her right put her hand over Amy's now bare and sensitive pussy. Amy maintained her position as she was masturbated by the second girl while the other pulled her nipples. Finally Amy collapsed on the table in a throbbing orgasm. While she lay on the table recovering, her bare ass exposed, the Director came up behind her and revealed under her army skirt the biggest strapon that Jenna had ever seen. The Director grabbed Amy's hips and inserted the cock into Amy's pussy already wet from the past orgasms. Amy thrashed and moaned with her face down on the table, pushing her hips into the Director's cock. She came with a gasp and fainted. Jenna had heard that sometimes a super strong orgasm could do that to a woman but had never seen it before. Certainly she had never passed out when Steve fucked her. Now she saw that it was possible with the right cocksman at the helm (or cockswoman in this case).

Jenna and Carol helped Amy up and gave her a drink of water to revive her. Carol asked how it felt. Amy responded, "I am not a lesbian, but if that is what a woman can do with a cock, I am ready to give it a try. No man could know how to move in a woman like that. It wasn't just the cock, it was how she moved it and found each sensitive spot with it. She knew where to push and point it."

Jenna thought about how first Susan and now Amy have said that they never had it so good with their husbands. And she remembered the fabulous orgasm that Katie and Erin gave her back in the showers. She wondered whether the goal of the boot camp was really to revive stale marriages or to lead the recruits to lesbianism. Jenna remembered back in her college days some of the co-eds had dated only other women, avoiding college boys and the problems they bring, including potential pregnancy. These women weren't lesbians but were lesbians by choice for their college days, known as "Lesbian Until Graduation" or "LUGs" in college slang. Perhaps, Jenna thought, there was also something like "LAMs" – middle aged women who became Lesbians After Marriage. Maybe that was happening to Susan and Amy. Would she succumb to that too?

To be continued.