Inside The World's Most Powerful Orgy

Supermodels, wealthy players and female-only group sex. Sofia Tindall gets tangled up in the world of upscale pleasure parties...

- Sofia Tindall

There are five girls writhing on a bed.

Reflected in the floor-to-ceiling glass window overlooking the water, I watch as a brunette goes down on a blonde. The rest? Very hard to decipher.

It turns out that the logistics of an orgy are... complicated. A hand reaches up to grab a breast, a pair of glistening thighs collide, and the long hair of all participants is proving to be a problem. One girl looks panicked – her hair is stuck under the butt of another. She keeps tugging at it, unable to free herself.

I’m on the side-lines, a glass of champagne in hand, making small talk pretending the girls splayed beside me isn’t in the throes of an orgasm.

‘So do you come to these things a lot?’ I ask, casually.

Another rising crescendo of moans.

‘Sorry?’

‘SO DO YOU...’

‘OH GOD, YES!’ ‘

… COME TO THESETHINGS OFTEN?’

It’s a cold Saturday night. While my friends are having identical conversations over the deafening noise at a bar in the city, I’m at a sex party. In the upscale porno unravelling around me, the obvious absence (other than of clothes) is of men. It’s strictly women only. Women, who I find out later on, tend to describe themselves as straight.

I’m a bit vanilla for this. My idea of a wild Saturday night is less