Outside of the spontaneous and overwhelming lust at a swing party perhaps, it's always about the right health conditions, responsibility, trust, and the right chemistry. But I prefer bareback sexual contact with a woman, that flesh-on-flesh connection. It's genuine, whereas condoms are an artificial barrier, no matter how well made to account for this or that. The common comparison to kissing through plastic wrap is valid. Safer? Sure. Desirable? No. Being inside a woman, I want the moisture from her body on my skin just as I want no obstacle preventing the freely-spurting expression of my admiration for her deep inside. If she is married, even more.