My wife and I are both 28, and have been married for two years now. Janice is a gorgeous girl, five feet seven, with dark hair that falls just below her shoulders, sparkling blue eyes and a body to die for. I knew she was not a virgin when we met, but I never asked her about her previous love life. Since our marriage she has always been a loving and faithful wife.

Two weeks ago Janice and I traveled back to her home town to attend the 10-year reunion of her high school class. When we got there we checked into the hotel where the reunion was being held, then went down to the hospitality room, where the meet-and-greet was taking place. Janice looked really sexy in a black miniskirt and a silver blouse cut low enough to show some cleavage. She was greeted warmly by most of her classmates — but especially, I noticed, by the men.

At one point I went to the men’s room to use the facilities. As I was sitting in a stall, I heard several guys come in and line up at the urinals. It was obvious that they had been drinking, and as I sat there they started talking about a girl named Janice, and how hot she was. I heard one guy say he wondered if she still gave great head, and another guy laughed and said, “Damn, remember when she used to take on half the team under the bleachers whenever we won a football game?”

Then the first guy said, “Yeah, well it looks like she’s as hot as ever. In fact, Sylvester is getting a bunch of guys together for a special reunion party with her tomorrow, while her husband is off playing golf. He can’t wait to see if she still likes that black dick of his up her ass.”

I was stunned as I sat there listening to this. I had indeed signed up for a golf outing the next day, and though I could hardly believe they were talking about my wife, what other conclusion could I come to?

I waited for several minutes after the guys had left before exiting the stall, then went back and found Janice talking to a group of guys. One of them was a tall black guy named Sylvester, and it was all I could do to keep from hitting him.

I was too stunned and perplexed that night to say anything to Janice about what I had heard. The next morning I went through the motions of preparing for my golf outing, while Janice told me she was planning to spend her time catching up with her old girlfriends.

I drove to the golf course and checked in for my nine o’clock tee time, but I couldn’t concentrate on my game; all I could think of was what those guys in the men’s room had said about my wife. Halfway through the morning, I gave up. Feigning illness, I dropped out of the game and drove back to the hotel. Janice was not in our room, nor could I find her anywhere around. Finally I went back to the room and sat down to wait for her.

At around one o’clock, Janice came through the door. She had not expected me back until much later in the afternoon, and the shock and surprise on her face was something to see. So was the rest of her. Her lipstick was smeared, her clothes disarranged and her blouse and her hair were splattered with come.

After her first shock at seeing me, she immediately tried to rush into the bathroom, but I blocked her path. When she realized it was no use trying to hide what she’d been up to, she burst into tears and started begging my forgiveness.

Janice cried for a good 10 minutes while telling me how sorry she was for being unfaithful. I then told her about the conversation I had overheard in the men’s room, and asked her what it was all about, how she had gotten such a reputation. Janice started crying again, and then sat on the bed and told me between sobs how, when she was a sophomore, she had discovered that giving blowjobs and letting guys feel her up made her very popular in school. She had soon found that she liked these activities as much as the boys did, and things had progressed from there. She admitted that she had been the school slut, and had gradually expanded her activities until there was practically nothing she wouldn’t do. One of her specialties was taking on most of the football team after a game, and by the end of her senior year this had become something of a school tradition. Janice said that this conduct had continued in college, but that once she’d graduated from there she had tried to clean up her act, so that she could find a nice guy to settle down with and have a family. She said I had turned out to be the guy, and she had always been a faithful wife — up until today.

Her sobs had diminished somewhat, but they picked up again as she explained how finding herself among her old classmates and sex partners had suddenly aroused all those feelings of lust and desire that she had worked so hard to restrain, and when some of the guys had broached the idea of a gang bang for old times’ sake, she could not resist.

As I listened to Janice telling me about her lurid past, I was suddenly surprised to realize that my cock was achingly stiff! Far from getting angry with her, I found myself almost shaking with desire as I pictured the things she had done in the past, as well as just that morning. My heart was pounding as Janice sobbed out that I would probably want a divorce, now that I knew she was nothing but a cock-crazy slut.

Instead of replying to that, I found myself asking her with avid curiosity how many guys she had been with already that day. She hesitated, looking at me through her tears, and then whispered, almost inaudibly, “Six. Why?”

Six! Christ! I couldn’t believe it. All I could think about was how much I wished I had seen it happen. “Because,” I blurted out, “I think I’d like to watch you take them all on again tonight, after the dinner.”

Janice’s red eyes grew really wide, and she asked incredulously, “You want me to do what?”

I smiled at her then, and replied that I loved her, but that her stories about her wild escapades had turned me on so much that my cock was hard as a rock. And I told her I thought I’d like to see her with other men, at least once, and if that went all right, maybe on a regular basis.

Janice continued to stare at me for the longest time, and when she saw that I was serious she flung herself into my arms. A moment later we were ripping off our clothing and making wild love on the bed. I didn’t care at all that my wife’s pussy was loose and sloppy and full of other men’s semen. In fact, it just made it all the more arousing to me.

We stayed in bed for a couple of hours, and then dressed for the dinner. Sharon slipped into a slinky black cocktail dress that hugged her body so sexily, showing a fair amount of her distracting cleavage as well as her great legs. She looked stunning.

As soon as we entered the hall where the dinner was being held, Janice was greeted by a couple of guys, one of whom was the black man, Sylvester. When they drifted off I asked her if they had been among the guys from that morning, and she said yes. She pointed out a couple of other guys as we moved among the crowd, but I didn’t catch their names.

The dinner was long and boring. The class president gave a speech, after which there was dancing. All night long my cock was hard and throbbing in my pants as I thought about what was going to happen.

Finally I couldn’t wait any longer. “Okay,” I said to Janice. “This is it. Why don’t you find Sylvester — since he seems to be the ringleader here — and tell him to round up all the guys from this morning, and bring them up to our room so you can fuck them all silly. And tell him your husband’s going to watch this time.”

Janice got up and made her way over to where Sylvester was sitting. I watched him as she whispered into his ear, and saw a big grin come over his face. Then he glanced in my direction and nodded. A minute later Janice came back to me, and we left the hall and headed up to our room.

I figured we wouldn’t have to wait long, and I was right. It wasn’t more than 15 minutes before there was a knock at the door, and when I opened it, I saw eight guys standing there not six. Sylvester smiled at me and said, “Hey, man, Ralph and Ned wanted in on this party too, is that okay?” At that point, as far as I was concerned, it was the more the merrier.

Janice didn’t waste any time either. As the guys filed in, she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, then divested herself of her bra and panties as well. Following her lead, the guys started removing their clothes. Most of them had more or less average-size cocks, but Sylvester’s dick was a good 10 inches, and Ralph’s was almost as long, but even thicker. I looked over at my wife and saw her actually licking her lips in anticipation.

Sharon sat down on the king-size bed and motioned for the guy named Ned and another guy to come forward. When they did, she took one of their cocks in each hand and started stroking them. Then, with a look in my direction, she leaned forward and took Ned’s cock in her mouth, sliding her lips down over it until she was kissing his stomach. Gently massaging his balls, she began bobbing her head up and down on his cock. He lasted all of about three minutes before he unloaded in her mouth, and my wife gulped down his sperm like a little bird swallowing its food.

Then it was the other guy’s turn, again she took him all the way down her throat. Then she bobbed her head a few times before pulling his cock out of her mouth so she could lick his shaft and then his hairy balls. He let out a groan as she did that, and when she again swallowed his cock he cried out and blew his load down her throat.

Then two other guys moved forward to replace Ned and his friend, and Janice repeated the process with them. They lasted only a few minutes each before they rewarded her with their sperm. Then two more guys took their places and were sucked off by my spectacularly wanton wife.

Finally Ralph and Sylvester moved up to her for their turn. I thought that Janice would never be able to get those huge dicks down her throat, but to my amazement she took.

Sylvester’s ebony phallus into her mouth without hesitation, then readjusted the angle of her head before swallowing his whole cock! I would never have believed it if I hadn’t seen it.

Sylvester now started to power-fuck Janice’s face, the contrast of his black skin against her creamy complexion making the sight even more erotic. As he built to a climax she started moaning around his cock, and when his balls contracted and he started to shoot, she pulled his dick out of her mouth to take his powerful jism all over her face.

By the time she started sucking Ralph’s cock, Janice was moaning almost continually, and halfway through his blowjob she pulled his dick out of her mouth and gave a loud cry as she came for the first time that evening, though certainly not the last. I couldn’t believe she had climaxed just from sucking cock, but she actually came a second time before finishing Ralph off and swallowing his sperm.

After that Janice moved to the center of the bed and rolled onto her back. As she spread her legs, Ned and another guy, with revived cocks, moved to join her. She immediately started sucking Ned’s cock again, while his friend crawled between her legs and jammed his dick up inside her. Janice arched her back and let out a groan around Ned’s cock. He proceeded to face-fuck her while the other guy pounded her pussy. A couple of minutes later Ned drenched her throat with his load, and as he finished his friend let out a groan as he came deep inside my wife’s body. That set her off again, and she climaxed with a long, loud shriek; her body convulsing uncontrollably.

When those guys withdrew, she took on the next two, and then two more. She would suck one guy while the other fucked her, and the only time she stopped was when she was having one of her numerous orgasms.

Finally, when it was Sylvester and Ralph’s turn, they opted for something different. “I get her ass,” Sylvester said, and Ralph grinned and said it was just like old times.

They rolled Janice onto her right side, and Ralph lifted her left leg high in the air, so that everyone had a clear view of what they were doing. I watched as Ralph pushed his thick cock into my wife’s pussy with one firm thrust that caused Janice to moan as her labia were stretched to the limit. Then Sylvester brought his big black pole to her asshole, saying, “Remember this, baby? You could never get enough of this.”

I heard Janice gasp as he started pushing slowly into her ass. As he slid deeper and deeper, she began to moan like a whore, pleading with both of them to get their cocks all the way inside her. “Yes!” she shouted. “Fill me up! Fill me up, please!”

Once both guys were buried in her body, they held still for a moment, and the next thing I heard was my wife yelling out that she was coming. Her orgasm lasted a long time, and it was only after she had calmed down a little that they slowly started working their cocks in and out of her orifices. It wasn’t more than a minute later before she was coming again, and now she started having almost back-to-back orgasms, which went on for at least five minutes. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times she came, because she was constantly screaming and spasming. And when they finally shot their loads deep inside her within moments of each other, she howled so loudly that I thought that they would hear her all the way down in the hotel lobby, six floors below.

For the next two hours my wife became a screaming sex maniac, fucking and sucking those guys two or three at a time. The party finally broke up around three in the morning, and all the guys thanked me profusely for letting them bring back old times.

After they left, my naked, come-covered wife smiled weakly at me and asked if I still loved her, even though she was a slut. “More than ever, baby,” I told her as I kissed her. “More than ever.” And it was true.