Chapter 1

It’s a nice spring night. A beautiful woman sits at the helm of a white passenger van.

Four men are handcuffed and wear black satin covers on their heads. The only sounds are the tires rolling over rocks, RnB music, and the sweet voice of the woman as she sings along to the lyrics of a sexy song.

The van approaches a fence, the fence opens, the van passes through and the fence closes. After it stops, the sexy woman exits, wearing a black leather bra that houses her nice breasts and a G-string which shows off her amazingly round ass, and on her feet, stiletto knee-high boots.

Her hand with nicely done nails opens the sliding door. She instructs the men to exit the vehicle. She helps them off and lines them up according to dick size.

There’s Shawn. He wears a shirt with the number 1.

There’s Jared. He wears a shirt with the number 2.

There’s Christian his shirt has the number 3

And finally, there’s Micah who wears the number 4.

She walks. The sound of her heels strikes the concrete. The men stand wondering why they were abducted in the middle of the night from their homes.

She halts between numbers 2 and 3 and strikes a pose. Her lovely hair flows in the wind.

“Gentlemen. You are not to speak unless directed. You are not to beat your meat unless directed. The use of electronic devices is prohibited, while you are here and you will address me as Sergeant Sweet Pussy.”

She turns to her right, walks to number 1, removes his face covering, and continues down the line. The men stare at the golden-brown vixen and they feel a twinge in their shorts.

“Your wives have enlisted my help because your skills in the bedroom are lacking.”

They make faces and murmur to themselves. None of them believe their lovemaking is bad.

“Silence,” she commands as she eyes them. “Now, as I was saying, either your stroke is weak, your tongue game is mediocre, you’re doing the same two positions or your foreplay is nonexistent. To put it bluntly, your wives are bored to tears. Welcome to sex boot camp!”

Two of her attractive assistants walk up, Sergeant Deep Throat a beautiful brunette with dazzling blue eyes, an impressive rack, and a set of legs long as the Mississippi, and Sergeant Stroke Master an incredibly fit tall gentleman with skin the color bronze and a look on his face that says, he doesn’t take any shit.

Sergeant Sweet Pussy gives a sexy sinister smile, “This weekend you will learn all the necessary skills to fuck your wives into oblivion.”

Number 4 raises his hand. She eyes him, “What is it Number 4?”

“I don’t understand, my wife would not allow this. How is this supposed to work?”

“It’s simple either you leave here knowing how to fuck or your wives will be free to fuck other men such as our dear friend here,” she rubs Sergeant Stroke Master’s massive cock, “And believe me, if your wife gets a cock like this inside of her, there will be no going back to mediocre fucking.”

Sergeant Stroke Master smiles, “We will show you all how to improve your technique. I got my name Stroke Master because my stroke is the best. If she ain’t clawing at your back or pushing her ass back on your cock, you ain’t stroking it right.”

Sgt Deep Throat smiles, “And of course, my name says it all, I give one hell of a blow job, but I also love eating sweet pussy.” She looks at Sergeant Sweet Pussy who grins. “I’ll show you how to make a woman’s pussy flood.”

“I suppose I don’t have to tell you how I got my name,” Sgt Sweet Pussy grins. “Your wives have given us consent to do whatever it takes to turn you into good fuckers. Now before we begin is there any man that feels like he needs to leave?”

Number 2 has this look of annoyance on his face. He always thought his skills were superb. He was actually a good lover at one point, but lately, he was not covering all the bases, he had eliminated foreplay and was barely doing oral.

She walks over to him. He looks down at her beautiful brown melons, “You seem conflicted. Do you wish to leave?”

He thinks about it, his wife permitted him to practice fucking with two hot women. Even though his ego was hurt, the payoff was a win. “Number 2 wishes to stay and learn all he can from Sergeant Sweet Pussy and her assistants.”

She nods, “Great. Sergeant Deep Throat and I will remove your handcuffs, remember, don’t yank your shaft unless we permit you. We have been authorized to give spankings.”

“And I love to give spankings,” says Sergeant Deep Throat.

They uncuff the men and go stand next to Sergeant Stroke Master. “We’ll turn you over to Sergeant Stroke Master for your endurance and stamina training as we prepare for the next phase.” She rubs Sergeant Stroke Masters’s cock, “They’re all yours babe.” She struts off.

“Alright men, it’s simple, the key to mastering your stroke is in your hip movement. You have to be loose. It’s also in how long you can go and regain an erection after you’ve blown your initial load. All this can be achieved with a little cardio and endurance training, let’s go.”