Monogamy Monster: Part 3

This is obviously part 3, you can read part 1 and part 2 here.

As we speak today, I write this with the Monogamy Monster at bay and I have no desire to commit to any girl. However, I do enjoy, especially in the colder months have a regular thing with someone and then as the warmer months come, turn back into that adventurous vagabond. This winter is no different, I want to have the regularity without the commitment and it’s tough to have your cake and eat it too. It comes down to just being honest and not fucking anybody about and that goes both ways. I won’t let her hold me hostage to anything and I have no intention of hoodwinking her into something she hasn’t signed up for, women are crazy enough as it is, you don’t need to add fuel to the fire.

So what’s on my mind, basically I have two potential girls, neither of whom I would describe as girls that I click with but I enjoy spending time with them. So far the girl in the lead is the girl from this lay report simply because I like her more and she’s more consistent than the other girl, Karolina from this lay report(she’s the second one) and I actually had to say to her a few weeks ago that I’m not going to chase her because she was just shitty at getting back to me. That being said, she’s better this week but if I do keep seeing her, it’ll be just sex.

With Adele, I know I have to be careful, she’s already showing signs of potentially wanting more than I can give her. I don’t want to end up having a Hank Moody style break up, I’d rather nip that shit in the bud. In terms of signs, we have the birthday cake, it was a nice gesture but if we’re going to get gamey about it, it’s a fair bit of investment. Also this week, she “joked” about us going away somewhere, I don’t know how it even happened but she managed to shoehorn it into the conversation so I’m ready for whatever’s coming. I’m seeing her later today and I’m going to through out a few more feelers to see where her mindset is and work from there. I’ve come to realise there is no nice way to let someone down, so you just have to bite the bullet and get on with it, if it comes to it.

I think this will be the last Monogamy Monster post for a while but it’s an ongoing thing in my life so it’ll be back for sure.

Monogamy Monster: Part 2

Hello, as you can see this is part 2, so have a read of part 1 here.

When you’re seeing a girl but don’t want commitment, especially over an extended period of time, things get tricky. At some point most girls want commitment, that means they want you to stop banging other chicks and just see them. In my life, that’s just not happening. I’m 25, I’m not ready to cut my dick off from the rest of the world. Now I face the issue head on and just tell it how it is, that I’m not committing to anything and I don’t lying about it. However, as I’ve alluded to, I used to lie about it and that shit got messy. I’ve had death threats, cut your dick off threats and suicide threats/attempts(yep one girl actually ended up in hospital) all because I tried to skirt around issues. I think the first part of the problem is that I’m a sexy bastard and secondly that I’m hot and cold. The truth is, I’m frankly “meh” about most girls, it’s got little to do with her looks, it’s just unless she has that something that draws me in, I’ll happily bang her and string her along for months on end.

The first one I’m going to tell you about was an 18 year old Serbian girl. Side note, if you’ve never been to Serbia, go because the girl’s are fucking insane insanely hot. Anyway I met this girl over there on Tinder, we go on a date, it’s all good. I can tell she’s into me, we go for some food and a stroll down the Sava, it was lovely evening and I knew she was really into me. My apartment was a 5 minute walk away, I’ve already made out with her at this point, walk her back and she refuses to come in. Pretty standard. Eventually she agrees to come in but she’s not taking her shoes off. A lot of hassle, I get her into bed, nearly bang her but she’s not having it but she gives me a blowjob then leaves because her dads calling her. She naturally blows up my phone, can’t stop calling, I’m not even in Serbia anymore. She tells me that she’s a virgin and it all makes sense now. I entertain the calls for a bit and she’s coming to London pretty soon and she’s telling me that she wants me to take her virginity. She comes to London and I’m pretty unsure of what I should do because I’m convinced she’s in love with me and things could get messy(listen to your gut) but she initiated things quickly when we met again and we had sex. She was in town for a few days so we met a few times, it was good, she was calling herself my little slut. Fun times. Then one day, she tells me she wants more and that she wants me to be her boyfriend. This is where I lie because it’s fucking easy right, I figured I’ll say yes and then end it later citing distance being a struggle. What can go wrong? Well it was fine for a few weeks, she went home and I just kept her sweet.

One major problem, I had fucked her raw(I made sure I didn’t cum in her) and around that time I had also fucked another random girl from Tinder raw and that girl had given me chlamydia. These things happen and I was just happy it wasn’t anything more serious(again trust your gut because I was seriously unsure about that girl). At this point I wasn’t sure who gave it to me so I had to inform all the girls I’d barebacked in the last 6 months that they might be at risk(I’m not that much of a dick not to tell them but I have friends who have kept it to themselves) and the results were not pretty. I should screenshot all the messages and put them on here because I had to tell like 9/10 girls and…yeah it was awkward. One girl had a boyfriend and decided to tell him before getting tested…amateur stuff. Another girl just said “Hey. Fuck you.” and that was the end of that one. The only one that was pretty chill about it was a doctor, go figure. Anyway this Serbian girl did not take it well, was absolutely mad and I don’t blame her for it. Turns out she didn’t have it and her doctor told her that if I had it, she most definitely would have got it so I had to have got it after sleeping with her. So she’s worked out I’ve fucked someone else, goes crazy and literally loses her mind. What she did next actually really annoyed me even though I shouldn’t have been that bothered and I should say that I did actually quite like this girl, I just didn’t think a long distance thing would work. Another case of different circumstances, different result. Anyway, so she tells me she’s going to fuck someone else and I’m pretty dismissive about it, not bothered.

Ooo a snapchat message

So one day, I’m sitting at work and get a video message from her, I open it and it’s a video of some girl getting fucked by some guy with a huge cock. I thought it was weird until closer inspection and I realised it was her. That got my attention and actually pissed me off. I left it for a bit, she told me she’s glad she got her revenge, it meant nothing and she wanted to “get back together.” I called her a whore and all that, lost it and told her about all the other girls I’d fucked in Serbia. This really hurt her and she threatened to tell her dad what happened and have him send some heavies round, I mean she knew where I lived and she was one of those rich Serbians. The threat was idol but still left that lingering thought in the back of my mind. As of today, I’ve forgotten about the video and we occasionally talk to each other, she got a new boyfriend and randomly sent me a few pictures telling me how much better looking he is than me. I laughed. I think it was her that made me realise that you can’t lie and fuck with people’s feelings because it makes them do things they don’t want to do. She was the coolest girl for the longest time until she cracked and she told me how much she regretted sleeping with that other guy who had been chasing her for months.

One example, I have more but they will be more fitting with different subjects. Until next time guys, keep on fucking.

Monogamy Monster: Part 1

It’s Saturday morning in London, as usual the weather is shit and I’m in work but luckily I’m getting paid to do nothing so I thought I’d have a little bash at the keyboard. So I’m going to give you guys an insight into my mindset when it comes to monogamy and dealing with girls who end up wanting more. It’s something which I’ve had to pay more attention to over the last couple years because as I’ve got better, there are more girls who inevitably want to have more. I’ve had some pretty disastrous experiences, I’ve lied and hoodwinked girls into maybe thinking there was more in the future when there wasn’t but we’ll get into all that.

My last relationship ended in May 2015,  it was on and off for years, I had times when I was basically single but still sleeping with her and others. It was a mess. But I remember the break up well, we had finished university and the relationship and turned long distance because she wasn’t from this country. I went out with my friends and there was a new girl in the group and I fancied her a bit and as I sat there I realised that I couldn’t do anything with her and I wanted to. I knew all my friends wanted her and some of them had tried it on but I knew I could have her and about 6 months later I did actually get naked in bed but I was so drunk and whisky dick won that night. I didn’t get another chance.

I also didn’t enjoy the long distance aspect, I was a pretty bad boyfriend at the best of times, I’m not proud to say it but I cheated on her a lot and was pretty open about it to people around me. Now looking back, I’m ashamed of how I treated her and it was frankly a bit of sham, I also figured eventually she’d find out so I was living on borrowed time and I didn’t want to start a life with someone constantly looking over my shoulder. However, I did love the girl and enjoyed the good times we had together, I’d say some of the best moments in my life were with her. She was a good girl but I just wasn’t ready for a relationship that was heading towards the whole moving and starting a proper life together. I had some demons I needed to bury first. Basically I wanted to be free to shag lots of other women. Since that break up two and a half years ago I’ve shagged a fair few women, I’d put the number around 40-50 and I don’t regret anything. I still wake up with a smile on my face knowing that I’m single and I can do whatever I want, I owe nothing to anybody, I don’t have to pretend to be an upstanding boyfriend going to weddings and secretly wishing I can fuck the bridesmaids. I don’t have to divert my eyes so my girlfriend doesn’t catch me staring at the friend’s ass or anything like that. Now I see girls on my terms, I fuck them and decide whether I want more or not, I can take a month of girls and concentrate on other things knowing that I can find new girls and start again.

Over the average year, I probably meet around 2-3 girls that I feel like I genuinely click with and given different circumstances, I’d probably pursue something further with them. This year there has been 2 so far, I’ve really liked these two girls, they are very different people. The first was basically a party girl I met on Tinder, we chatted for a while and actually weren’t going to be in the same city for a month. I ended up banging her within half an hour of first meeting her. On paper I wouldn’t usually go for a girl like this, I know she has slept with a fair few guys, she’s obsessed with Instagram and that sort of thing(I refused to take any pictures for her) but eventually I got to know her better and she turned out to be pretty well rounded, she grew up in a really nice household and spends a lot of her time helping those less fortunate. She was really into me and it was mutual but we both knew that nothing would come of it so just enjoyed the time together. We’re not in the same place right now but she wants to spend next summer in London, she knows nothing will happen between us so it’s all good.

The other girl was the complete opposite and I broke one of my rules for her, which is never to date a girl from work. However, there were exceptional circumstances which is why I allowed it. I’d seen her around and thought she was hot but I work in a building with lots of hot girls so she was just another on the list. She actually started talking to me in a lift and I got off two floors before her but she got out and we continued chatting. All good, we stayed in touch, we went out and I wasn’t actually sure if she liked me or was just being friendly so I kissed her. Turns out she was into it but she was leaving the country the next week which sucked so we spent the whole week together. I know myself and occasionally I get that nagging feeling that I want a girlfriend, that week got rid of those feelings, I was able to project all of that on her. It was like a holiday romance except we would meet after work everyday, it was great, we got so well. Again, she’s thinking about moving back to London(nothing to do with me) so we’ll see how that goes. Ironically, these two girls are both 22, from Finland and come from towns about an hour apart. The Monogamy Monster hasn’t caught up with me yet but I can feel it knocking on the door occasionally and I need experiences like this, just short ones to keep it at bay.

In part 2, I’ll probably talk about all the various crazy girls I’ve dated and how that has all ended up.


Lay Reports: They keep on coming

I’m sitting on bed, it’s around 1pm on Sunday afternoon and I have the cheekiest smile on my face. For this Friday and Saturday night I have two fresh notches and both went without a hitch and if anything have further given me confidence that I am a man that women desire. Better yet, Friday girl was a surprise, she was a throw away number from overseas and she randomly messaged me saying that she’s going to be in London and that we should meet up. I know that means, if I get my logistics right she’ll be ready to go over.

So I meet her in London, I greet her with a kiss and it brings it all back. I lead her back to my place, just to show her around, she leaves her bag and we head out in my car. I stay local, find a nice place to eat with Asian food, show her the pretty things that girls usually like. We get back to mine, she’s half talking about going back to her friends where shes staying tonight but I know this is just preamble and it doesn’t throw me off. I stick Netflix on, let her choose something. Surprisingly she doesn’t let me escalate too much during it but she does ask if I can hear the neighbours talking through the walls and I know what she’s implying but I play innocent. It’s on. We go upstairs, we fuck for hours and she’s looking at me like I’ve changed her life. We’re having a bit of pillow talk and she says to me “you’re like Casanova because you make a girl feel like she is loved even if it’s just for a night.” I said to her “fuck me, I’m putting that on my gravestone.” She also said that when she was climaxing, she felt like she’d known me forever and that she was in love with me. I just laughed because I’d spoken to her all day about how I love being single and how I don’t need commitment.

The next morning, we had some breakfast and I took her to the station, said our goodbyes and I have no idea if I’ll see her again. I went home, slept, ate then got ready to pick up the next girl Karolina, a Polish I’ve been seeing. I invited her round for dinner, well I said we’d cook and see how it goes. I pick her up, greet her with a kiss. We go to a local shop and I let her pick out some ingredients as I casually check out some of the other girls in the supermarket. The wondering eye is never off duty. Eventually I focus back on Karolina because her ass looks so good and I’m already imaging what I’m going to do with her later. We get home and she takes the lead with the cooking so I let her get on with it, she prepares a great meal, I thank her for it and we settle down to watch some TV. We got to about 10 minutes into what we were watching before she was naked ready to go, we go upstairs and it was game over.

As you see, I haven’t had any real resistance this week when it comes to getting girls to sleep with me and I put this down to my congruence. I act myself and completely sure that I will give her a good time but on the same side of that coin, I’m not really that bothered, it just happens to be the case that both of these things are not mutually exclusive. It’s been fuck filled week, I had a couple of my regulars over during the week so that’s 5 different girls this week, which I wouldn’t usually schedule in but I’ve been forced out of the gym with an injury so need to take my aggression out somewhere. I believe that was also my 20th new girl of the year which matches my total from last year and there’s still 2 and a half months left. I’m weirdly into my numbers as you can see. I think soon though, I will be winding down and keeping things a bit more low key and concentrate on the things I have coming up in the next 6 months or so.





What this blog is all about

I’ve decided to start this blog due the fact that I don’t really have somewhere that I can express my thoughts and the occasional frustration when it comes to dealing with women. I’m not going to pretend to be something I’m not but I am doing well for myself and I am pretty content with my sex life. But like most men I want hotter girls simple as that, I’ve banged all sorts of girls. Some hot girls, some average girls and thankfully the seriously ropey girls are long behind me.

In terms of a number I think I’m at around 80 notches, which isn’t bad and realistically is a life times worth for most men and I’m only 25. I should be satisfied. However, at the moment I’m insatiable, every girl leads onto the next one and I’m enjoying it. A couple of years ago I was actually putting pressure on myself to live up to this player lifestyle I wanted to have and now basically enjoy.


Me about two years ago

I’m fully aware that I’m chasing a dragon and there are no prizes at the end of this rainbow but I enjoy the thrill of the chase and whilst it appeals to me I’ll keep on doing it. So the good news is that I have no idea where this blog is going but I like sharing my experiences so I will keep them coming.

Also occasionally I will probably spew out random thoughts too so bear with me on that. Excuse the grammar. Forgive the language. Enjoy it.

Lay report: Let’s start the blog with a bang

No dicking around here.

I met this girl a few weeks ago at a bar, I was doing my usual modus operandi for night time environments. Scope the place out for my favourite 4/5 girls, hit on them and see how it goes. This of course has varying success but I play to win. After getting shot down by the first two girls, this girl Adele was standing in a group with her friends looking quite shy. Aesthetically she looked my type, brunette, tall, slim with big boobs.

I approach her and tell her that I thought she looked cute, she’s into it. Within half a minute I walk her away from her friends towards the bar where we chat for a bit. She’s Austrian but speaks English well and is well spoken. Thank god I’m not talking to a female Arnie.  It’s going well and I awkwardly try to kiss her, I have no idea why I actually did it, I didn’t need to because I knew she liked me. She turned her head and said no and I laughed it off. During all this my friend is milling around making a nuisance of himself and generally getting in the way, so I get her number and arrange a date for another time there and then.

We arrange to meet at Waterloo station, I tell her to meet me outside the bookshop and as I’m walking over to her, I crack a smile. She looks fucking hot, definitely better than I remember from the week before and she stands well out in the crowd. We go for a few drinks, bar hop etc and I work out what she’s all about. She’s from a small town in Austria, really family orientated and not generally bothered about men. She’s more than content with her work as a school teacher and baking. At one point I decide I want to kiss her and I get a peck, she likes me though I can smell it. I put it down to nerves and inexperience. I end the date soon after and work out if it’s worth pursuing.

We text a few times more and I deem it’s worth meeting her again, she’s pretty busy though, work is an absolute priority with this one and week night dates are out. For our second date, I thought I’d soften her a bit and take her to some of my favourite places in London. This time she kisses me properly, I was right, it was probably just nerves. She tells me that she’s never had a proper boyfriend, which actually doesn’t surprise me. I cut the date short because I was out the night before and I knew I wasn’t going to sleep with her that night anyway. I get home and message my friend telling him that I’m pretty sure that she’s a virgin, he doesn’t agree stating that “girls that look like that aren’t virgins at 22.”

So here we are at the third meet up, she’s standing there with a fucking birthday cake in her hands. I shit you not and I’m looking around for the prankster because I wasn’t expecting that. I greet her with a kiss and tell her that she really shouldn’t have but she baked it the night before, she had it all planned out. We walk to a nearby park where she pulls out, a knife, a couple of forks and napkins. I can’t help but smile, it was at this moment I remembered why I never want a girlfriend…I don’t bloody need one! She tries to pull out some candles but I tell her that’s one step too far but we enjoy the cake and people watch for a while. Here’s where London’s shitty weather actually done me a favour, it starts to piss it down and we’re outside with 3/4 of a cake and no where to go so I suggest that we head to her place. I can see the cogs going in her head but as soon as I see some tacit agreement, I take her by the hand walk her towards the station.

We get to hers and no one is home, we eat more cake(I promise myself to work it off later) and go to her room to watch a movie. From there it was rather simple, the only resistance I get is when I put my hand down her knickers and she stopped me to tell me that she was inexperienced. I ignored it but later on she told me that this was the third time that she had had sex. I fucked her well. Lucky girl. It was late by the time I was done and I didn’t fancy the uber ride home across town. She clung onto me all night. I get a strong feeling that this girl has already fallen quite hard. On the train home I think to myself, it’s always the innocent ones who fall for the bad boy…