‘You get the initial looks out of the way first, but then it’s just general conversation that you would have on a regular date.’ Gemma agrees: ‘The guys have been really respectful. The conversation hasn’t revolved around us being naked, either.It hasn’t been sleazy at all.’ One of the men I spoke to had been dared to come along, while another mentioned that he had gone to regular speed dating, so why not go all the way?
Once we were dressed and back downstairs in the general bar, some people suddenly got shy.
Almost as if we hadn’t seen each other’s private parts just a few minutes earlier.
To book a naked speed dating evening, you need to be really proud of your body.
‘The demand for the male tickets was incredible, it was the fastest selling speed dating I’ve ever done. Generally it’s the other way around, you struggle to get the guys in.’ But, let’s get to the stuff you really want to know about, shall we?
Apart from the guy with the metal cock ring, perhaps.
While the majority of the men who sat down across from me avoided staring at my breasts, this man was more than happy to express his thoughts on my body. ‘I’ve chosen to come along because of the novelty’, he says.
The orgy that both Ryall and I had expected didn’t happen, though. People having sex in the toilets, people breaking into venues because their boyfriend was there, cat-fights and drunk people fighting.
I thought tonight we’d break that.’ As he blew his whistle and told us it was time to get our clothes back on, there were disappointed sighs across the room.
At first, I anticipated that most of the women and men would keep their underwear on. There’s a special camaraderie in being naked and vulnerable together, so the pressure was off.
But, in the end, only one man and three women kept their underwear on. Not because this was a willy and vagina free-for-all-fest. Friends Sam, 26, and Gemma, 27, came to the event together and during the break, told me about their experiences. ‘I thought it was going to be awkward and weird, because you can see everything, but it hasn’t been pervy or gross.
This week, in the name of journalism, I was sat stark naked in a private room at The Exhibit in Balham.