Janet and I started swinging in 2017 and had fallen in with a great group of swingers who had a fairly tight group and rarely let newcomers join. We felt lucky to have been accepted. By 2018 we had swung with eight different couples and lots of occasions. I was pleased that Janet was more keen on swapping than I was which meant I had plenty of pussy most weekends. Then things changed a little when Janet mentioned a swinging club. Up til now it had just been two couples in one of our homes or a hotel. But this was many couples in a club. I wasn't keen. Janet, as she usually does, got her way and we attended a club. It was my turn to enjoy it the most as I ended up with two lovely women sucking and fucking the night away. Poor Janet also ended up in a threesome. Whilst she loves sucking cock and fucking, she wasn't expecting a double penetration. Whilst we had done anal sex a few times I had always made sure she was very well lubed up took things very slow. These two didn't and she got a bit hurt and sore for the best part of a week. To my surprise she agreed to another go at a different club. This time she had a much better experience and the club had a very strict rule on NO means NO and STOP means STOP. I again had a great time and fucked with three different women. The last woman was in the same room as Janet and as I fucked her I could watch Janet as she sucked one cock and took another from behind. Afterwards she was telling me that she saw a man the she fancied like hell but didn't manage to get near him. I knew who she meant from her description. I had seen him outside the swinging scene as he worked in a local supermarket. A few nights later she was telling me of a couple of fantasies that she had. One was with her at the center of a gang bang. I asked how many in the gang bang and Janet said four or five. Then her other fantasy was to be fucked anonymously. As I lay there while Janet stroked my cock I started to make plans. I'm now going to let Janet tell you what happened. Hi, I'm Janet and Paul has given you the lead up to what happened on the 16th November 2018. Paul had told me that we were going out, but wouldn't tell me where or what we were doing. I soaked in the bath and as I climbed out Paul told me that he had put my clothes for the evening out for me. He was smart dressed in a nice pair of trousers and a blue shirt and tie. I was surprised that my clothes were so different from his. I had a short skirt, self supporting stockings and a tight blouse and tie. No panties or bra. I had a shiver run through me as I guessed something sexual was going to happen later that night. He sprayed me with a little perfume before allowing me to dress. I could barely do three of the buttons up, causing my tits to bulge. Then just before we got in the car he put a dog collar and lead on me and a blindfold. I was now gushing juices from my pussy. In the car it was just a short ride of five or six minutes before he was leading me by the lead into a building. The building was well heated compared to the cold outside. Once indoors Paul put me on all fours and led me on hands and knees into what sounded and felt like another room. I could hear people moving around but nobody was talking. Then I was on what felt like a blanket and told to stay. Then I felt someone take my lead and lift it up causing me to raise my head. I felt something touch my cheek and then push against my lips. I wasn't sure what if anything to do, but didn't need to as a cock broke through my lips and forced it's way fairly deeply into my mouth. I hadn't expected that quite yet, but started to suck. The cocks owner took this as approval and thrust as I sucked. It wasn't the biggest cock I had ever sucked and soon his balls were slapping at my chin. Then I felt hands raising the hem of my skirt baring my bare arse. I heard several gasps and a low whistle. With the cock in my mouth I guessed there was probably four of them and I wasn't sure if one of them was Paul or if he made five. Then fingers were sunning up and down my soaked pussy. "This sluts soaking wet," an unfamiliar voice announced. "Well stick some fingers in it then," another unfamiliar voice replied. Then two fingers jammed into my pussy. My pussy might have been wet, but it was still tight and I squealed around the cock in my mouth. The first voice announced, "Fuck me she's tight." A third voice said, "Well soon change that. This time I squealed with excitement. A few moments later there was movement and someone was now under me and sucking up my juices as the fingers fetched my juices out The tongue was also striking against my Clitoris causing waves of pleasure to wrack through me. The next move was when the fingers disappeared and a few moments later a cock was pushing at my pussy and then it was in and going deep. I was building up to an orgasm, but was distracted as the cock in my mouth suddenly erupted and filled my mouth with cum. I had little option but to swallow the whole lot. Then another cock was in my mouth. I was back concentrating on my orgasm when I felt the cock inside my pussy explode and flood my already wet pussy. As the cock pulled out of my pussy I felt a rush of cum and my juices flood out and down my legs. Just moments later another cock slammed into my pussy. It was now that I heard the noise of another woman gasping and groaning. She sounded as if she was just a few feet away and was coming loudly. I still don't know how many men there was, but what I do know was that over what felt like several hours, I had eight cocks in my pussy and ten cocks in my mouth. Whether they were the same ones or combinations of the same ones I have no idea. Paul eventually took my lead and led me on all fours to the front door where I was allowed to stand and he led me to the car. We were almost home when he allowed me to remove the blindfold and the collar. I was sat on a towel and I could see a lot of cum leaking from my pussy. My jaw was sore from sucking cock so long and my nipples were sore from being groped and tweaked. At home Paul almost threw me on the sofa and thrust his cock deep into me. He lasted quite a long while before adding to my soaked pussy. He then went and run a bath for me and washed and cleaned me as I lay in the bath. He helped dry me and then we were in bed cuddled up and falling asleep. As much as I asked Paul he would not tell me where we went, how many men were there, or women for that matter, and who fucked me. In some ways I was glad he wouldn't tell in others I screaming inside yearning to know. I told him that I had loved every minute of it. Paul said it was just as well as the men wanted another round with their slut.