NAKED bodies writhe around a giant bed as some other drunk revellers row through a booze-filled lake in the middle of a lavish mansion.
Welcome to one of the legendary orgies hosted by fraudster Edward ‘Fast Eddie’ Davenport, 58, who has made millions hosting sordid sex soirées for the rich and famous.
He was recently hauled in-front of a judge and managed to block a police bid to shut down his £15million mansion where he throws his kinky gatherings.
The self-styled lord, 58, was slapped with a closure notice at the posh Mayfair home after cops were called to the debauched bashes 63 times.
There were also two reported rapes linked to the property – that do not involve Davenport.
And a security guard was stabbed to death outside another mansion owned by the self-styled lord at a New Year’s Eve party 2018.
Davenport bizarrely opted to host a rearranged sex party the mansion days after the murder.
He is no stranger to scandals and has been in the kinky party business since the 1980s, when he started the infamous Gatecrasher parties.
They were a joint enterprise with friend Jeremy Taylor, and required attendees to turn up to palatial locations in black tie attire.
The bashes saw thousands of alcohol-fueled public school pupils descend on luxurious locations for a night of debauched fun.
Gatecrasher functions were classy affairs, chock-full of bodies boozing, making out, f***ing, snorting, puking
Alexander Reynolds
Locations for the parties included Longleat, the Wiltshire seat of the Marquess of Bath, and Weston Park.
The high-end messy balls proved incredibly popular but by 1986, Davenport was overselling the dos.
Writing for Vice, former Gatecrasher photographer Alexander Reynolds wrote: “Davenport was staging an event at one of London’s most beautiful venues, the Kensington Roof Gardens, and lots of would-be rich kids from my school, Holland Park Comprehensive, had bought tickets.
“They turned up in black ties and ball gowns, only to be turned away. The venue was full to capacity. Davenport had sold too many tickets. The cops busted the event and shut it down.
“Lots of drunken teens were left crying in taffeta and tuxes on the cold paving stones of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea.”
They listed off all the different balls that had been held by the company.
It included, The Pimm’s Ball, The Country Ball, The Maniac Ball. The Terror Ball, and so on.
“Gatecrasher functions were classy affairs, chock-full of bodies boozing, making out, f**king, snorting, puking,” Alexander added.
“Being a paparazzo at these events was tough; while snapping photos of the bright young things, you were always at risk of being tackled at any point by Jono and the rest of the Eton rugby team.”
Contemporary reports described the parties as having “girls doing it, really doing it, under the tables.”
In another report, a 14-year-old girl stumbling out of a party was quoted as saying: “Boys is what it’s all about.”
Davenport himself doesn’t drink because of a kidney condition and claims he has never done drugs.
Men would suddenly swap partners and give each other a high five in the middle of having sex with a girl
Monthira Sanan-Ua
While the parties were known for their wild behaviour, Davenport attracted criticism and few guests after hosting a party shortly after the Hungerford Massacare.
It could have been over before it had even begun when he took over Littlecote House, Berkshire, in 1987, which was less than four miles from a town that had just seen 15 people gunned down.
It reportedly had the lowest turnout of his now-iconic parties, but the ill-thought-out location didn’t stop people from flocking to the subsequent bashes.
After a few torrid years, the enterprise came to an end in 1990 when Fast Eddie was arrested, charged and then convicted of underpaying his VAT bill.
Undeterred by a nine-month prison sentence – of which he only served two weeks before it was reduced to a suspended sentence – Davenport continued to host hedonistic parties.
Initially he moved into nightclubs, buying London’s SW1 Club (now Pacha) with business partner Piers Adam, and The Conservatory based in Derby.
Over the years he took every chance he could to court celebrity company and posed for photos with Paris Hilton, Jean Claude Van Damme, and others to keep his society status.
None of them ever attended one of his sex party bashes.
His nightclubs were a short-lived venture and, in 2005 Davenport acquired 33 Portland Place from the government of Sierra Leone, following years of negotiations.
The 24-bedroom Marylebone town house became a centre of sex parties, group orgies and all sorts of promiscuous behaviour.
It was believed his gatherings were the most extreme in London, with everything from swinging to bondage and group sex all taking place in just one night.
Stacks of mattresses were kept in the basement for the use of guests.
For one extravagant night, he created a lake of booze in the basement for revellers by pouring 1,000 litres of cognac.
One guest revealed: “I don’t remember him ever getting stuck in — but I know that he loved watching all the pretty, young girls.”
The house was also rented out for tango lessons, pole dancing sessions and allegedly he even allowed porn films to be shot there.
You are expected to have sex at his parties. They’re not for the fainthearted. Once you’re in, you’re expected to put out.
Anonymous source
Like his Gatecrasher parties, the bashes at his mansions had absolutely nothing off-limits.
One ex-lover even spoke of rooms being decked out with bowls of Viagra to help keep men going and going.
Davenport decked out his cavernous mansion with a club room where “porn discos” were staged.
There was also a bar with buckets of free champagne, left scattered around for lusty guests to guzzle in between the throes of passion.
Talking to The Sun about his 300-strong wild night, Davenport excitedly recalled: “We made this massive bed which covered a whole floor of the house.
“There were masses of people writhing on it, doing all sorts. Body parts all over the place.
“You couldn’t work out who was doing what to who. You just had to jump in and enjoy it.”
If you were in attendance at one of the bashes, joining in with the activities was expected.
An insider said: “You are expected to have sex at his parties. They’re not for the fainthearted. Once you’re in, you’re expected to put out.”
She continued: “I went to his house once and it was very odd. It was full of all these beautiful, partially dressed Asian women.”
Another contact said: “There is something odd about him. He is very limp and slimy. You get the feeling that whilst he might get older, the girls would always stay younger.”
While Davenport was often to said to not join in, that didn’t stop him attending and bringing his grilfriends along.
One of his exes Monthira Sanan-Ua often attended his orgies, and told the Daily Mail: “I met all the A-list stars, everyone. I ended up going to many orgies or ‘gang bangs’ at the house.
“There were four giant beds pushed together in the morning room.
“We were sworn to secrecy and most of the guests were wearing masks.
“Sometimes I would be standing at the bar arranging the bowls of Durex and Viagra when my friend would say to me, ‘Oh look, there’s the judge and there’s that policeman.’
“Men would suddenly swap partners and give each other a high five in the middle of having sex with a girl. It was kind of weird.
“People would lose their underwear in the melee and it was quite dark. I once saw the man we knew as ‘the Judge’ accidentally put on a pair of women’s pants.”
He seldom plays [has sex] or if he does, he takes them to his own private apartment
Killing Kitten attendee
Despite all the claims of important people being at the house for the orgies, not everyone thought it was as glamorous.
The Spectator reports one attendee saying: “[It was] more grotty than glamorous. The place was dark and dingy and the toilets were disgusting.
“Most of the other girls were just prostitutes. My friends and I left early.”
Outside of the raucous parties, the house was also rented out to celebrities.
It was used for films and photography shoots for figures such as Kate Moss, 50, Johnny Depp, 61, and Helena Bonham Carter, 58.
Boy George, 63, held his 40th birthday party there and in 2010 it was used for The King’s Speech as the offices where Colin Firth, 64, as King George VI, had elocution lessons from Lionel Logue.
But things came crashing down yet again for Davenport in 2011 when he was on trial for a £4.5million deception.
He was convicted and sentenced to eight years and seven months in prison but only ended up serving three years due to his health conditions.
The case led to him selling 33 Portland Place, but it didn’t curb his enthusiasm for throwing sex parties once he was a free man again.
In 2016, he moved into 32 Portland Place – across the road – and hosted a school-themed orgy for Killing Kittens.
A member of Davenport’s circle told the Mail on Sunday: “The sex parties happen at 32 Portland Place just like they used to at 33.
“He sees it as a two-fingered salute to the authorities. He’s fairly arrogant like that.”
At the time, it was believed he was hosting at least one sex party a week at the mansion and in return Davenport would get rent and some proceeds from the bar.
A regular at Killing Kittens parties said: “I’ve been to, maybe, eight or nine KK parties at 32 Portland Square.
“Eddie’s always there, an Oriental lady on his arm, velvet smoking jacket, no shirt, Gucci slip-ons, no socks, top hat and cane.
“He seldom plays [has sex] or if he does, he takes them to his own private apartment.”
Davenport came under fire again in 2019 for hosting a orgy just days after a doorman was stabbed to death outside 32 Portland place.
Tudor Simionov, 33, was fatally knifed outside Davenport’s £12million townhouse in nearby Park Lane.
He denied being at the bash or organising it, but friends and workers claim he was behind the party.
Punters paid £100 each for three hours of anything-goes sex, just streets away.
For years ‘Lord’ Edward Davenport has claimed to be part of the British aristocracy – but the closest he has ever got to being a member of the landed gentry is a picture with Fergie.
Davenport was raised the son of a Chelsea restauranteurs and gained a ‘Lord’ title when he bought a country pile.
Like his high-class mates, he went to posh private schools but made his own fortune thanks to a ruthless eye for a deal and an obsession with cash.
A fresh-faced 20-year-old Davenport burst onto the scene of London’s elite by throwing the infamous Gatecrasher balls in the 1980s.
The young entrepreneur would hold debauched toff-filled club nights where the teenage sons and daughters of tycoons, Lords and lawyers would dance, drink and romp the night away.
Young yuppie Fast Eddie quickly found himself the toast of the Sloane set and on his way to making his first millions.
However, it wouldn’t be too long until he found himself in trouble with the taxman.
In 1990, he was convicted of tax fraud and sentenced to nine months in jail.
But once out of prison he was back to doing what he knew best: making money.
Soon he would be boasting a vast property empire with multiple pubs on the exclusive King’s Road, a club in Derby and pawn-broking business in Mayfair.
At his financial height he was rumoured to be worth around £100M.
But one building would change his image forever– a 110-room mansion in Portland Place, central London.
Davenport bought a 58-year lease on the property for an outrageously cheap £50K from the cash-strapped Sierra Leonean government in 1999.
Explaining the deal, he told The Times: “The diplomats were so poor they were working as minicab drivers.
“I started to pay their bills, fix the roof, that kind of thing. No one else would touch it.”
But while he made out like he was doing the Sierra Leonean’s a favour – in fact this was just another sign of Fast Eddie’s trademark eye for a deal.
As civil war ravaged the West African country, six years later he snapped it up for a meagre £3.75million – its current worth is believed to be around ten times that.
Davenport then transformed the building into a den of deviancy.
But couples in bondage gear were not the only roles played in the sprawling Georgian mansion – Fast Eddie also made buck or two from hiring out to film directors, musicians and models.
His old mate Kate Moss posed for Agent Provocateur in one of its reception rooms and the Oscar-winning King’s Speech was also filmed in its billiard room.
But despite the orgies, mansions, and Ferraris – life has not been all champagne and supermodels for Fast Eddie.
He was convicted of a multi-million-pound loans swindle in 2011 and became known as ‘Lord Fraud’.
It was reported that he promised to lend clients millions and charged vast securities fees, but loans were never paid out and he kept £4million.
Davenport was sentenced to seven years but served three after getting early release on health grounds – becoming one of the few prisoners in the UK to receive a kidney transplant.
But typically, Fast Eddie claimed he even found a way to cheat the prison system – gorging on smuggled lobster dinners from his cell and passing the time by playing badminton.
On release he was forced to sell his beloved Portland Place to meet a £10.9million court confiscation order.
He has now gone back to throwing sex parties across London’s poshest enclaves.
As part of a Sun investigation, undercover reporters witnessed punters openly having sex in Davenport’s lounge surrounded by expensive art, chandeliers — and a coloured disco ball.
In the kitchen, crisps, cakes and snacks were laid out on a table for punters who worked up a bit of an appetite from all the romping.
They didn’t see Davenport at the party and it was being run by one of his pals.
Despite the missteps, it seems unlikely Lord Davenport will put an end to his lavish, and questionable, parties.
Unable to resist bragging about his high-flying, sex-filled lifestyle, Davenport once told The Sun: “I want to do what I love — organise great parties, meet beautiful women, celebrities and fun people.
“Everyone doing what they enjoy — having sex. What could be better than that?”
