Hi. This is another true story of a sexual experience that my sexy, loving wife Jen and I (Sam) had together recently. For a description of Jen and I, you can read the first story I posted which gives you some more context about us. That story can be found here:
https://literotica.com/s/wife-buys-in-a-cautionary-tale
The only thing changed in this story are the names of the people.
I tend to be descriptive in my recounting, because I want to share detailed descriptions of what happened and what I was feeling so that you can understand what happened without being there. Apologies if this is too long for some.
Lastly, I purposely leave the comment submissons "on" so I can see all the comments from "haters" who read the whole story and then leave negative comments to feel better about themselves. Your comments encourage me to write more!!!
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Several months ago, Jen was told that she would need to travel to Europe for a work trip in August, towards the end of the summer. Because we wanted to get in a vacation (holiday) before that, Jen and I discussed some places to travel to and we decided to spend a week or so traveling through Croatia, before meeting her work colleagues elsewhere in Europe.
We began to look into where in Croatia to travel to, activities, where to stay, and how to get around the country. We also spoke amongst ourselves about the possibility of going to a swingers club there or hooking up with a 3rd guy for an MFM.
I went on a website that was popular there and quickly found many single guys who were interested. Jen really preferred though that the guy we meet not be from a website but happen organically. She said that it felt too artificial if it was planned in advance and would rather take her chances and see if we can find someone there. Her second preference was that the guy be circumcised. In the US, she found that the overwhelming majority of guys she dated (and fucked) were circumcised and she just didn't know how she would handle an uncircumcised dick.
After seeing the guys on the swingers sites though, I told her that the chances of her finding a circumcised guy who spoke English were very low.
After a couple of weeks of planning, our Croatian itinerary had taken shape. We would start off in Dubrovnik, followed by the island of Hvar, Split and ending in the capital city of Zagreb where we would take a flight to meet up with Jen's colleagues for the work part of the trip.
A few more weeks went by, and we were about two months away from our trip to Croatia. One night, we were out enjoying the evening with another couple. When it got a little later, the other couple excused themselves because they had a babysitter who had to leave. We were going to go home as well, but we saw a random bar that looked a little fancy so we decided to stop by. The bar was packed and we found out that it was hosting the goodbye party for a conference that was taking place the past few days - of some random Croatian trade group that had a mission to the US. Jen and I couldn't believe our luck - of all the bars in our city, we wandered into one that was hosting people from the country we would be visiting soon.
We made ourselves comfortable at the bar, and started chatting with Croatian men and women about their country and what to do when we went there, etc.. As usual, Jen was receiving a lot of attention from some guys, and she introduced one guy to me named Thomas, who worked in a big firm in Croatia and was a nice guy. After some conversation, I left them to chat and spoke to some other people.
When we left the bar, around an hour and a half later, Jen told me that she mentioned that we were into MFM's and that I didn't have a problem sharing her with another man. She said that he thought it was odd to have another guy watching and participating in a threesome, but was intrigued by the concept. Jen told me that she mentioned that the first guy we had an MFM with was a really tall black guy and that she was surprised that he didn't have a BBC. Thomas asked how big he was and Jen said "around 7 inches" or so. Thomas was surprised and said that he was bigger than that. Jen told me that she thought he was telling the truth because she sensed that he had "BDE" (big dick energy).
Eventually they exchanged phone numbers and he told her that he was leaving back to Croatia the next day and to let him know when we were in Croatia and that maybe we could meet up. Thomas and Jen actually kept up communication via text every week or so, but it was very "vanilla" conversations with no sexual undertones at all. Thomas kept mentioning though how he was excited to greet us when we got to Zagreb (our last leg of the tour) and that he'll show us around the city.
This made me feel somewhat "relieved" because I didn't feel any need to try to find potential guys for Jen and I to meet up with, and I was happy that Jen was taking the initiative here and conversing with a guy who she found attractive and she was doing it her way. Jen hates the idea of going on swinger websites and meeting guys online for the sole purpose of fucking. She much prefers meeting someone organically - someone random at a bar or club or event and if there is a connection, going from there. And with Thomas, that's exactly what was happening.
Fast forward two months and we were on the way to Croatia. Jen and I had spoken about the possibility of an MFM and agreed that if all worked out with Thomas, we would meet up with him and do it at the end of our trip to Croatia. This was the ideal situation because I / we would be able to focus on the actual vacation and getting together with Thomas would be a nice ending to the trip.
We got to Croatia late in the afternoon, and asked our cab driver for some good recommendations on where to eat and which bars to go to after dinner. The restaurant was great, and it was a beautiful night. We walked to the first bar and it was a really nice place and we had a couple of drinks. We stayed there for an hour and were ready to call it a night. The second bar that was recommended was very close by, so we decided to quickly stop in the 2nd bar. We walked in and it was absolutely packed. It had a great vibe with solid music, but there was no place to sit and have a drink.
There was a pretty large high table that could seat 5 or 6 people, and it was occupied by 3 guys. One of the guys at the table saw that we didn't have a seat and invited us to join them. They were all from the UK and were nice guys. I left Jen at the table and went to get a round of drinks for everyone, as a thank you for letting us share the table. When I got back, Jen was actively involved in a conversation with the guy at the end of the table. His name was James. A few minutes after I got back, Jen turned to me and said - "Sam, get this - James is a member of Killing Kittens in the UK!" Killing Kittens is a sex club that Jen and I heard about. It's supposed to have high-end sex parties that are womaen-focused and it's supposed to be very hard for men to get accepted, as there is an intense screening process.
I was surprised that Killing Kittens even came up in the conversation with James, but he seemed to be very interested in Jen. One of his buddies asked me if I was annoyed that James was taking such a strong interest in Jen, and I told him that Jen is a grownup and can take care of herself, and at the end of the night, she's going home with me. And so it was. We stayed there for another 15 minutes or so and then told the group that we were going to call it a night and head home. We all hugged each other goodbye. When James got up, we saw that he was really tall, about 6'7, and he dwarfed Jen who is 5"3. We said goodbye and headed back to our hotel, which was only a 10-minute walk from the bar.