Sam and Kate go to Mexico!!!

One sure fire way to appreciate a trip to Mexico’s central Pacific coast is to start it from the Newark airport. In early February. Before the suns up.

Kate and I had been anticipating this trip since spring of the preceding year. We wanted to take a lifestyle / swinger trip to somewhere tropical, while avoiding (for now) the resorts that cater to that crowd. Just a preference; we were hoping for something a bit smaller and maybe a bit less focused on the party side of things. Didn’t take much Googling before I happened across a company called Swinger Open Poly. They were booking what they called their “Tropical Lifestyle Takeover”, happening this time in Puerto Vallarta. This looked pretty good and crossed off a couple of travel wish list items for Kate and me.

A few years prior, Kate had gone to Yelapa, Mexico on a women’s / Goddess retreat. Yelapa is accessible chiefly via boat from Puerto Vallarta. It’s a small community tucked into the jungle with a beautiful sun-kissed beach. Kate had a transformative experience both with the retreat and being in Yelapa; it connected with her. She wanted to get back there, and to share the energy with me.

As it happened, this lifestyle trip had a day long boat trip to Yelapa on the schedule. Please, take our money!!!

So, we signed up and began the 8–9 month wait. Over the course of that time, another 10 or so couples signed up for the trip. Kate and I were among the first couples to arrive on the day. It was clear from the first moments at the villa that we made a good call with this trip.

The villa we stayed at was about 20 minutes south of PV, around Mismaola. The energy was totally chill, the weather a perfect sunny and 80 degrees. The pacific was our front yard. The villa was tucked away a bit, and no other facility had direct line of site. Much to the delight of the villa staff (and boaters who hugged the shoreline) it took the women about 10 minutes to decide to take advantage of the clothing optional aspect of the trip.

The one real bummer turned out to be the pool. Due to the time of year and the location of the villa (cut into a cliff, directly above the ocean) the pool only got about 25% direct sun, for a couple hours. The water was cold, and the heater was broken. In case you didn’t know, water to a swinger is like flame to a moth; there’s a reason hot tubs and swingers are so cliché. The water temp for sure snuffed some of the sexual energy that would have been there had the heater been working. In the end, it far from ruined the trip, but it did keep the energy down from its potential.

Above and to the left of the pool was the sun deck. Several loungers and chairs, sun baked for more than half the day. Opening onto the sundeck was the villa’s designated playroom. No Lego’s and Crayons to be found; lots of lubes, condoms, and a Sybian made up for it. There was a small hot tub in the playroom as well. There were curtains to close the room off from the sun deck, don’t recall them being closed at any point.

The boat trip to Yelapa was absolutely a highlight of the trip for both Kate and me. It was a true joy to walk hand in hand with her in a place that means so much to her spiritually. We’d both love to go back for a week or so at some point.

While on the boat, there was a huge number of whale sightings. We lost count of the number of times we saw them full breach; it was spectacular. Along the way back in the afternoon, we stopped at an isolated casa that we had to ourselves, Kate and I each got in the Pacific for a little bit. The water was much warmer than that in the pool, which reinforced the bummer of that situation.

Puerto Vallarta is a great city. We were fortunate enough to have a van with a driver at our disposal for the duration of the trip, and we took good advantage of this. The city has a very alive pulse to it, the people were warm and friendly, I never felt concerned about anything while walking the streets. Kate and I did make a meeting while we were there, added another country to the list. (I’m at 7 countries, Kate has 4)

There’s an energy and vibe being with a group of swingers in a swinger environment that’s unique, and it doesn’t have anything to do with sex directly. I’ve never met a more open, judgment free, and able to carry on a conversation about anything group of people. The playing field is 100% level, everyone’s cards are on the table. Politics was nonissue, I couldn’t tell you who was red and who was blue. I highly recommend, even if swinging is something you’re not remotely interested in, spending a day or more with a group of swingers just for the experience.

By and large we separated into two groups along age lines, especially when it came to play time. The over 50’s and the under 50’s. This wasn’t a plot twist, and neither Kate nor I ever got anything close to an uncomfortable vibe from anyone. We all ate breakfast and dinner together. It was awesome to spend time with and get to know a smaller group over an extended time frame.

One thing that’s always possible with a small-ish group of people sharing space for week or so is drama. This may come as a surprise, but swingers aren’t immune to this. By in large the drama over the course of the week was decidedly low. The biggest issue, and it’s really a stretch to call it an issue, involved the guy Kate played with solo.

This guy, Mike, took an immediate shine to Kate. In fairness, he wasn’t alone, but he’s the one who expressed it in no uncertain terms, on day one. “I like your wife and I really want to play with her” he said to me at one point. I appreciated the chivalry, and told him that was her call, I don’t gatekeep Kate. Well, I think it was 5 minutes after he expressed this to Kate that they were in our room for some play time. Best as Kate and I can recall, his direct quote about the experience what that it “was life changing”. Yeah, I can see quality time that starts with Kate on her knees in the shower kinda going that way. Kate had a great time, and certified that Mike had the most beautiful cock she’d ever seen.

Turned out that Mike and his partner were fairly new; this was his first-time solo playing. Well, his wife took a similar opportunity with another of the guys on the trip later that day, and that sent Mike for a loop. His wife is like Kate. She’s very passionate, has similar capacities and appetites. This was her first time solo playing as well.

Mike made the Oppenheimer like jump from theory to practice in real time with a villa full of people around him. It’s one thing to think you’re down with your wife having sex with other people, it’s another thing entirely when it happens. He went thru a myriad of emotions, in real-time. To his credit, Mike took advantage of being with a group of experienced non monogamous people and talked his way through them. Plenty of good and engaging conversations over the next few days.

Our last day we took part in a kind of farewell mini orgy. There was Shibari, there were restraints, there were floggers, dogs and cats living together. Three couples sharing space, sex, and energy,….it wasn’t horrible.

All too quickly it was time to get back on a plane and head north. We’re not Rockefellers, that’s for damn sure. This trip was a stretch for us, and we’re grateful that we were able to make it happen. I suspect it’s going to be the trip that in 20 years we say was the trip of a lifetime.

Thanks for reading!!! Be kind to yourself and everyone!!

Sam & Kate