The last time I went to a sex party

I’m not one for loud music, sticky floors, the smell of vodka, or anything that feels performative. When I first started exploring sex parties, it took a lot of trial and error to find spaces that weren’t overcrowded, high-energy, or run by organisers who seemed more interested in profit than creating a meaningful experience.

What I really wanted was a space where I could connect with people who, like me, valued sensual touch and massage as a form of intimacy and pleasure. That’s how I ended up at a Pleasure Island Party, and let me tell you – it was unlike any other sex party I’d been to.