My Wife and I Just Experienced the Wild West of Swinging
We spent a week at an all-inclusive swingers resort, having a stupid amount of sex with dozens and dozens of other couples.
Sometimes, the swinger lifestyle throws scenarios at you that just seem utterly fucking wild and insane. You’re in the moment thinking, “is this really happening?” Or maybe, “am I really this lucky?” Or, “fuck, this freaking me out!”
Lauren and I very recently returned from a trip to a beautiful, warm and sunny location, surrounded by blue ocean as far as the eyes could see, where we spent a week at an all-inclusive resort catering to couples in the lifestyle.
This luxury resort books a set number of couples at a time for each of its “slots.” Plus, as it’s a private club/resort, couples have to apply for a slot. If you’re selected, then you have to pony up a nice chunk of change and agree to a list of terms and conditions, including those related to privacy and STD testing. It wasn’t cheap. But was it worth it? Keep reading to find out.
At this resort, you’re put up in a beautifully appointed suite, and there are multiple lodges. The grounds are exquisite and expansive. There’s tennis, access to trails, a spa, a few pools, a huge sauna, entertainment areas and — of course — several hot tubs. Lots of gazebos, cabanas, open-air bars, cafes, etc. Every comfort you could imagine is there, and it’s all included in the lump sum you pay (not including gratuity).
While it’s not a nudist resort, clothing is optional in designated areas. Unless the area is specified as clothing-optional, you’re to wear clothing. But at such a resort you don’t need to wear a lot of clothing! Lauren and I don’t consider ourselves nudists but we nonetheless enjoyed a few hours every day without our clothes on — being nude in the open tropical area is heavenly. When we weren’t enjoying the clothing-optional areas, she and most other women typically dressed very revealingly. She usually stayed in her bikini all day but changed into something sexy at night. She packed no panties. Nada.
Condoms were “encouraged” to prevent STD transmission and pregnancy. If you indicate when applying that you intend to have sex with other couples while there (which essentially everyone is there to do!), you must agree to a full panel of STD testing and the results are required the day before check-in. Then, you are “encouraged” to get tested at the resort a few times while there.
If you contract a disease or get pregnant while there, it’s on you. But they still require testing. If you don’t agree to STD testing, no dice. If you test positive for an STD while there, they provide limited treatments and you have to opt-out of all sexual contact with others.
We went with two other couples — Tiffany and Patrick, and Emma and Brian — and we were all nervous because we were familiar with this club/resort’s reputation. It is known for being very high-end and enjoyable but also for its (voluntary) wild orgies and debauchery at truly epic levels day after day after day. The stuff of legend.
So, what did we think? Before I answer that, I’ll share this: In only six nights and seven days, Lauren had sex with no fewer than 53 husbands, 50 of whom she didn’t previously know, and 38 wives, 36 of whom she didn’t previously know (she had a lot of sex with just women). That’s at least 91 total for her (average of about 14/day). Me? I had sex with no fewer than 62 wives, 59 of whom I didn’t know (about 9.5/day). Eye-popping numbers, and we may have lost count.
Activities throughout the week included lots of couples swaps, almost nightly orgies, a few gangbangs and reverse gangbangs, hotwifing, hot-husbanding, threesomes, foursomes , girl-girl and the list goes on. Lauren got gangbanged twice, and I got reverse-gangbanged once. You name it and we all did it. The nightly orgies, which almost always started with live entertainment of the erotic variety to get everyone in the mood, drove huge numbers of sex partners and off-the-charts debauchery.
One night, I joined with 20 other husbands in fucking a beautiful, submissive woman from Japan who wanted us to take turns on her and facialize her — while her husband watched. I kid you not. As already noted, Lauren got gangbanged, too, but not to that extent. A lot of the women there got gangbanged.
The couples there included lots of people who were quite attractive. Some who were extremely beautiful or handsome. All were in shape. A few who were…meh. Some younger. Some slightly older. Lots of couples our age. Not a single pussy that wasn’t 100% bald. Every male was well-groomed, too. Mostly white folks but still lots of people of Asian descent and a few Black couples. Couples from the US, Japan, Australia, New Zealand, Germany, the UK and elsewhere. Parents. Childless couples. Lawyers. Doctors. Lots and lots of accountants (accountants are wild, by the way). Many executives. Stay-at-home moms. The rule was to only use first names and don’t state employers.
If you saw someone you were attracted to, you simply introduced yourself, talked for a bit and saw where it went. The rule was that you couldn’t have sex in public, but that was no big deal because there were lots and lots of private indoor and outdoor spaces for fun. The “no public sex” rule, though, got broken a lot.
Every night, there were invitations to various events that all turned into gratuitous fuck-fests, including the aforementioned erotic live entertainment. On the third night, we participated in a huge orgy with probably 40 or more couples. It changed how we think about the orgy.
The whole experience just reminded me of the fact that we humans are so sexually driven. The things we think…but never say because we want to be polite.
One thing, though: there was strict condom usage, especially during orgies and gangbangs. Baskets of packaged condoms were everywhere for your convenience. In a few situations where we swapped with other couples, condoms weren’t typically on (pulling out required) but definitely in big group scenarios they went on.
We had so much sex over the week there, especially in big group situations where the fucking was indiscriminate, that we’re actually a bit burned out from it.
I fucked every Asian woman there. They were incredible lovers.
When we weren’t eating, drinking, chilling, laughing with others, swimming, exercising and, of course, having sex, we learned a lot about the history of swinging and had some very interesting, in-depth conversations with other couples, all sharing our experience. Romans participated in the lifestyle. Swinging is as old as humanity itself!
So now we’re back. We got tested (again) just to be safe and so far, so good. We feel great.
It was fun — actually, a lot of fun — but we’re probably one and done. The sheer insanity of how debauch it was every single day was a lot of fun in the moment, but it leaves you feeling kind of strange about things. We fucked a lot of people we didn’t know. A lot. And we participated in some insanely hardcore, wild activities.
Our favorite things other than the erotic sex: the laughter, the human connection, making new friends (yes, we got a few last names to stay in touch) and the beauty of the location. It was a wild time.
Speaking of wild: Our body counts got huge boosts in just seven days: More than 600 men and women for Lauren and 400 women for me.
