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WimpHub Story: Contract For Sex





My story is a warning to all those arrogant men who believe they are all their wives could want, and who are complacent about their spouse's fidelity.

My wife Alex and I had been married for five years, and were both 26. Alex is a 5'4" redhead, not the prettiest girl in the world but very attractive sexually. She had put on some weight since our marriage, but her fuller figure only served to turn even more heads. She had wanted to have children fairly soon, but I had insisted that we become secure financially before starting a family.

This entailed my striving to become a partner in the law firm I worked for. For the last few years, I had been putting in all the hours god sends to impress my bosses and further my career. It all came to a head some months ago, when Alex informed me that she was unhappy at all the time I was spending away from her, and more particularly about the lack of sex in our relationship.

"It really is not good enough," she complained. "We have sex once, maybe twice a month and even then it only lasts a couple of minutes. On top of that, you are not the most well endowed man I have met, and I am just not getting the satisfaction I need."

"Well," I replied angrily. "If you don't like it, perhaps you should find yourself a boyfriend. That is, if you can get another man to look at you!"

Alex said nothing, just looked hurt and walked away. I tried to apologise, saying I did not mean what I said but I could not console her.

Over the next week or so, I was very busy bringing work home every night. I hardly noticed Alex going out every evening, I assumed she was either going to visit my sister, or her mother and younger sister. I did notice that her mood was improving though, and she had stopped complaining about my working and neglecting her. One Sunday night in bed, I commented on this to her.

"You have not been giving me such a hard time lately, have you?" I remarked.

"I am getting so much cock at the moment, I haven't had time to think about your inadequacy," she replied happily.

"Yes of course dear," I laughed, not believing a word of it.

Next day my boss told me I had to go out of town on Friday, being away for a week. I did not relish the thought of telling Alex, as she always hated it when I went away. Surprisingly this time she did not seem at all bothered.

"Don't worry about me," she said. "I will be well looked after while you are away." I smiled at her little fantasy.

I left early on Friday morning, with Alex telling me not to hurry back on her account. I was a little miffed when she turned her head away when I went to give her a big kiss, so that I only caught her cheek. I put it down to the fact that she was really not happy about me leaving.

The business out of town went very well, and I was able to get away earlier than I thought on the following Friday afternoon. I sped home to get back to Alex, knowing that she would throw her arms round me as she always did after we had been apart. As I entered the house, I could hear quite loud noises coming from upstairs. It was my usually very quiet wife.

"Oh god, how do you make me cry every time?" she was sobbing. "I wish I had met you years ago, I have never been fucked so well or so often!"

I could not believe what I was hearing. I dashed upstairs and burst into the bedroom. The sight that greeted me is now etched on my mind. My naked wife on her back, with a huge black man on top of her. My wife's legs were wrapped around his lower back, as he pounded into her willing pussy. For her part, she was pushing up to meet his thrusts, and loudly vocalising the pleasure he was giving her.

I rushed forward, and grabbed the man's shoulder trying to pull him off. He lashed out with his right arm, knocking me backwards into the wardrobe. He then jumped off the bed, grabbed me by my tie and punched me hard in the stomach, knocking al the wind out of me. If he had not been holding me up, I would have fallen to the floor.

"Never mind about him," yelled my wife. "I need you back here Tony, to finish me off!"

"Just put on a dress Alex, nothing else," the black man growled. "We will go back to my place. You smell her when she gets back, Whitey; she will smell of me. Her tits will be covered in love bites, and her pussy will be full of my cum. You will be in no doubt then that she is my woman now!"

By this time, my wife had pulled on a short summer dress, and was standing by her lover's side.

"Hit him again for me darling," she asked him.

Tony obliged by punching me even harder in the stomach. This time he allowed me to drop to the floor, and I lay on my side clasping my guts and fighting for air.

"I always wanted to see the arrogance knocked out of the little shit," she laughed, as she looked down at me in my humiliating position. "Let's go and finish this off."

I felt her bare foot on the side of my head, and she trod her full weight on to me as they left the bedroom.

My mind was in turmoil for the rest of the day. I just could not believe that my wife would ever do something like this to me. Her coldness and cruelty in the bedroom had come as a complete shock. It was after midnight when she returned, and I was already in bed.

Alex entered the bedroom and turned on the light. She had a smug, self-satisfied look on her face as she slipped off her dress. I could see that, as promised, Tony had covered her ample tits with love bites, and they were also all round her neck. She walked over to the side of the bed, and parted her pussy lips. Her raw cunt showed traces of the cum Tony had forced into her.

"I am so glad you interrupted us," she began. "He took me back to his place, and fucked me like never before. I can't remember coming so strongly or so often as I have this evening. I think knowing you were back here, aware of what we were doing turned us on even more."

She slipped into bed naked beside me. In spite of the shock of what she had done, I was highly aroused, and wanted to fuck her more than I had for a long time. I turned to her, and tried to take her in my arms.

"You must be joking," she snapped, pushing me away. "After what Tony has done to me tonight, I don't want you near me. In fact, now that I have got him, I don't want your cock at all. I also know that Tony doesn't want you fucking me again either."

"But I am your husband!" I exclaimed. "You can't deny me sex completely."

"I suppose not," she replied, having thought for a moment. "I will speak to Tony, and see if we can work something out."

A couple of days later, Alex informed me that I was to accompany her to the small private drinking club that Tony owned, to sort out the business of sex between us. I agreed, and we arrived at the club at about seven in the evening.

As we entered the bar, a tall good lucking black man I had never met approached my wife. He gave her a long, open-mouthed kiss, and freely groped her ass in front of me.

"When am I going to get to fuck you baby?" he said, after breaking off.

"Maybe one day Tony will let you," my wife smiled. "Listen, I am busy tonight, but if you come in tomorrow, I will give you a nice blowjob OK?"

"You're on!" said the black man with a huge grin.

"What is going on?" I enquired of Alex, feeling embarrassed and humiliated.

"Your wife has become a slut for black cock," she replied simply. "I love it, and will be getting as much as I can from now on."

We sat down and ordered a drink, and shortly after Tony joined us. Getting straight down to business, he explained that he and Alex had discussed my sex life, and come up with an agreement we could both sign so that I at least got to have some sex with my own wife. He handed me a sheet of paper. It read:

Alex agrees to:-

Allow her husband Michael to have sex with her once a month. He must wear a condom, and will not be allowed at any time to kiss his wife on the mouth or on the face. Kissing of any other part of his wife's body will be at her specific request. Oral stimulation will be given by Michael, but not by Alex.

In return, Michael agrees that:_

1. Tony is his wife's main sexual partner, and the man she most wants to have sex with. Also she may take any other lovers she desires without argument from Michael. 2. Michael will wear a chastity device at all times when not engaged in sex with his wife. This is to ensure his fidelity, and to avoid distraction from his work ambitions. 3. Michael will immediately clean his wife's pussy of her lover's cum every time she has been fucked, to show his acceptance of his wife's sexual freedom, and to emphasise his inadequacy in the bedroom. 4. Michael will spend one evening a week at Tony's club, serving drinks and seeing to any needs the members may have.

Failure to comply with any of the above terms will invoke the forfeit that has been decided by his wife.

I read the paper, and asked Alex if this was a joke. She replied that signing the paper was the only way I would ever be allowed sex with her. I asked what the forfeit was, and she told me that I would only find that out if I welched on the agreement.

"Suppose I refuse to sign?" I said defiantly.

"Well then the gentlemen here will assist me in fitting a chastity device on you which will never be removed, and you will be forced to live completely celibate," she advised me.

Reluctantly, I signed the form as my wife and Tony looked on with amused expressions on their faces. That done, two large men took my arms, as my wife undid my trousers and pulled them and my underpants to the floor. Swiftly and efficiently, she fitted the cock cage on me, and locked it. Standing up, she cupped my testicles gently in her hand.

"I really have got you by the balls now, haven't I?" she grinned. "I will be out gorging on all those beautiful black cocks, while you are at home unable to even get an erection. I want you to go home now, and wait for me. I will bring you your first helping of cum after I have had some fun here."

I waited at home, still not believing what I had got myself into. Eventually, just after midnight Alex returned home and came straight into the bedroom. Stripping off her clothes, she motioned me out of bed.

"I want you on your knees for the cunt lapping," she said. "As you have signed me over to another man, I think it should be as humiliating as possible for you."

I dropped to my knees, and started lapping at my wife's sodden pussy, as she laughed and taunted me about her infidelity, and pointed out that a real man would never be seen eating another man's cum from his wife's pussy without a murmur of protest.

I had hardly got over the humiliation of that episode, when I was told to report to Tony's club the next evening to work for him. Tony explained that the small membership was mainly made up of black men and women, but there were a few white women also.

"The white women are like your wife," Tony explained. "They have inadequate, small dicked wimp husbands at home, so they come here to get good sex with well endowed black men. You will be required to serve their needs also."

Things went fine for a while, I just served drinks, and was not asked for anything else. Then Alex arrived, together with her 18-year-old sister Jane. Both were heavily made up, and wearing very scanty dresses. Jane had never liked me since I tried hitting on her at a drunken family party. She is taller than my wife, also red headed, with a figure that makes men drool. As they came in, she looked at me contemptuously.

"Two scotches boy," she rapped. "And be quick about it!" The two women laughed as I scurried off.

When I returned my wife and Jane had been joined by two young black guys and were flirting outrageously. After a little while, my wife's slut sister grabbed her companions hand and led him to one of the rooms at the back specially set aside for sexual liaisons. Her seat was taken by a stunning black girl who had just come out of one of the rooms.

"I need cleaning boy," the girl shouted at me, as she lifted her skirt and sat down with her legs splayed.

I knelt before her, and could see that she had been freshly fucked. I moved my head between her smooth ebony thighs, and began to lick her clean. She was very sexy, and if I had been able to obtain some relief the activity would have been quite pleasant. All the time I was licking, my wife was making remarks, telling the girl that this was all I was really good for.

I finally finished with her, just as Jane returned from her encounter. She announced that she also needed cleaning, then instead of sitting down knelt on the bench. Lifting her skirt and spreading her ass cheeks, she instructed me to clean the cum out of her. My wife laughed hysterically at the sight of my face wedged between the cheeks of her teenage sister's ass.

After being forced to lick her for fifteen minutes, I finally lifted my red, sweaty face from her ass. As I did so, I could see that my wife had released the impressive 10" inch cock of the man she was sitting with, and was stroking it gently.

"How would you like my wimp husband to suck you off?" she asked the man.

"Fine with me," he laughed. "It's good to see a white boy on his knees!"

Feeling totally embarrassed in front of my wife and her sister, I took a cock into my mouth for the first time. As I began to suck, I could hear the derisive laughter of my wife and her sister, plus a few of the other members.

"The faggot looks as though he was born to suck cock," my sister in law observed.

"He certainly wasn't born to fuck," countered my wife. "Not with his tiny dick and lack of staying power!" They both laughed at me again.

With a groan, the man finally shot his load down my throat after about twenty minutes of sucking. Everyone who had been watching applauded enthusiastically. After that, Tony agreed that I could go home early, as it was my first night.

Alex followed me home a couple of hours later. While I was on my knees doing my cleaning duty, she lost no time telling me how pathetic I looked on my knees sucking pussies and cocks in front of everyone. I decided I could take no more of that kind of humiliation, and advised Alex that I would not do it again.

"Think very carefully," she said seriously. "Are you telling me definitely that you are going back on the agreement?"

"Yes," I replied emphatically.

"Fine," she went on. "The cage you are wearing will now stay on permanently, and you will invoke the forfeit."

"I've changed my mind," I said quickly. "I don't want to wear the cage permanently."

"Too late," she grinned cruelly. "You will find out about the forfeit on Friday night."

I was on tenterhooks until Friday finally came. I was in the kitchen, when Alex came down in only her shortest transparent black night-dress. She looked incredible, and ready for sex. Ten minutes later, Tony arrived. He came straight over to me, armed with a pair of handcuffs. Clicking one on my wrist, and the other to the leg of the big kitchen table he turned to Alex.

"Are you ready?" he asked her.

"Oh yes," she replied, throwing her arms round his neck. "I have removed my diaphragm, and I am ovulating as we speak. Take me upstairs and put a baby in my belly!"

"No, please!" I cried out. "Not that!"

"Oh yes, smiled Alex. "You have forfeited the right to father my children, and a real man is going to do the job for you!"

They both laughed as Alex led Tony to our bedroom, determined to conceive a black baby.





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