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Letâ€™s deep-dive into an old story of witchcraft and wizadry, of pleasure and pain, of horniness and lust â€“ and ultimately, craziness.
(Iâ€™m burning some incense right now as I type this up, because Iâ€™m all spiritual like that.)
I originally posted this in October 2019, on the Good Looking Loser Forums. As always, any parts in blue are direct quotes from the old post I initially wrote.
So, letâ€™s talk aboutÂ Witchcraft Girl.
This girl is definitely a hottie in personÂ â€“ she looks way better than her pics. Sheâ€™s tiny, extremely thin, and has a good body â€“ she goes to the gym and doesnâ€™t skip her squats. Funnily enough she said to me a couple times, â€śYou look better than your picturesâ€ť. Iâ€™ve had a couple girls say that now, so itâ€™s probably time to upgrade my pics again.
Despite what her â€śIâ€™m into demonic sexâ€ť text might imply, sheâ€™s a total sweetheart, and very submissive. She was also extremely nervous before we met â€“ she actually cancelled on me. She still ended up meeting me after we talked about it:
We met, hung out for a bit, it was clear she was a bit nervous. But right away I really liked her. Super easy to get on with, very hot, and very intelligent. We grabbed a starbucks, hungout for 20mins,then I walked her back to mine.
Her idea of witchcraft is different to what I thoughtÂ â€“ sheâ€™s less of a gullible hippie who believes in dumb spells/superstitionâ€¦ and more into the idea of â€śI think the universe could be a simulation so Iâ€™m trying to send a message to whoeverâ€™s running it â€“ I believe if you think about your goals on a daily basis and keep them in your mind, youâ€™ll manifest them into realityâ€ť. Sheâ€™s tripped on LSD a bunch of times so we had some pretty wild conversations about the universe, existence, people, self-awareness, whether the voice inside your head is you or separate from you, etc.
Alright,Â the sexÂ â€“ fuck it was fun. Sheâ€™s tiny so I got to bounce her up and down on my cock, throw her around and dominate her. Sheâ€™s pretty strong from the gym, so every now and then while we were in the middle of fucking sheâ€™d try to wrestle me or pin me a little. Iâ€™d let her, so she thought sheâ€™d won, and sheâ€™d get really excited. Then Iâ€™d quickly overpower her and pin her, and sheâ€™d gasp, a look of surprise and lust and pleasure coming over her face.
She also has a fucking hot body â€“ her back is covered in cool tatts which is exactly my kinda girl. Sheâ€™s got serious â€śbad girl vibesâ€ť, despite being a sweetheart underneath.
We went pretty rough â€“ she went *crazy* when I slapped her face during sex, she absolutely loved it. The best moment came where I said â€śShit, I think youâ€™re going to make me cum soon.â€ť She leaned up to my ear and said, â€śCum, Daddyâ€¦â€ť Fuck, was not expecting that (we hadnâ€™t talked about Daddy stuff) â€“ it literally made me cum instantly. If I was rating girls for their sex techniques, sheâ€™d get a 9.5 for that.
Asked her for a nude pic and she was very happy to oblige:
We hung out for a bit after that and talked some more. Sheâ€™s pretty fucking cool, works as a piercer/body modifier, and is training to become a tattooist. She comes from a small town near the small town I grew up in, so we shared lots of stories about that. I like her, will see again.
Right now I have 4 girls Iâ€™m seeing (5 if you count the virgin girl, but sheâ€™s been busy for 2 weeks so she might ghost.) All of them are bi. I have enough bi girls I could technically start an orgy, looool.
All 4 of them are very sweet girls, and all of them have said stuff like â€śYouâ€™re a really nice and very genuine guy, Andy â€“ itâ€™s really nice hanging out with you.â€ť Itâ€™s nice being able to be open and honest with chicks, and be nice to them â€“ I used to be such a dick to girls a few years ago. I prided myself on being an asshole, a douchebag â€“ I thought you had to be a selfish, rude, disrespectfulÂ cuntÂ in order to get lots of girls. Nah, you donâ€™t have to compromise who you are just to get laid. You especially donâ€™t have to be a dickhead â€“Â girls really love nice guys. (They just donâ€™t love pushovers or total pussies â€“ nobody does.)
Iâ€™ve gotten myself to a point where I only screen in girls who are very open and honest, very sweet, nice people. Thereâ€™s no drama in my life any more (hasnâ€™t been for a year or two). Every girl I date adds a lot to my life and Iâ€™m quite happy introducing them to my friends.
This was the whole point of me getting laid a lot; to get myself to a point where I only meet genuinely good people I enjoy hanging out with. Life is good.
The above is a good example of what Iâ€™m talking about when I say you should treat girls like theyâ€™re on the same team as you. Go back and read the text screenshot at the top. If youâ€™re as sexual and to-the-point as I am on Tinder (this sexual), sometimes girls will flake on you last second, purely out of nerves.
Most guys would say, â€śFuck, I guess I lost her.â€ť But if you try treating her like sheâ€™s on your team, aka you actually empathise with her and understand how she might be feeling, youâ€™ll often have a conversation about it and end up making her feel better.
Itâ€™s also a good lesson in being chilled and not getting annoyed if a girl flakes on you. Early on, I used to get so riled up and angry if a girl rescheduled or flaked â€“ Iâ€™d sometimes even text her, â€śYou really fucked me over tonight!â€ť and then Iâ€™d block her. I was only shooting myself in the foot; if I wasnâ€™t so insecure and angry, some of those girls probably would have ended up meeting me like this girl did.
But the story doesnâ€™t end there. A week later I saw her again, and this happened:
Bit of a weird night. Just kicked Witchcraft Girl out mid-sex because she was being really demanding and not respecting my wishes.
I feel weird about it (because it was a really awkward as shit situation) but Iâ€™d have felt even weirder about it if I let her stay. Basically we were drinking, and I hit my limit (3 glasses of red wine â€“ thatâ€™s a hell of a lot for me). I told her I didnâ€™t want any more. She kept saying â€śAre you a pussy?â€ť etc. I said â€śSure, Iâ€™m a pussy. Iâ€™m not drinking any more though.â€ť She kept at it, for about another 5 minutes â€“ literally pouring a glass of wine and trying to force me to drink it. As in, literally trying to pour the glass into my mouth.
She kept this bullshit up for literally 5 minutes, nonstop â€śAre you a pussy? Why wonâ€™t you drink?â€ť Like she was autistic and couldnâ€™t let it go. She was seriously trying to force the glass into my mouth, shoving it in my face like a psychopath.
I eventually got really stern and said, â€śStop. Now. No more. Iâ€™m not drinking any more, and you need to stop this shit. This isnâ€™t funny any more.â€ť She kept going a few more times, completely ignoring me after telling her to stop. Iâ€™d had enough of her insanity (someone telling me what to do does not sit well with me â€“ ever. Especially if they donâ€™t respect my wishes for 5+ minutes). So I said, â€śOk, Iâ€™m done for the night. Iâ€™ll walk you downstairs.â€ť
She got really sad and instantly realised I was serious, and said â€śOk Iâ€™m really sorry, I didnâ€™t know you were serious, Iâ€™m really sorry.â€ť I was calm but firm, and explained, â€śIâ€™m not mad at you, but I am done for the night, so Iâ€™ll walk you out.â€ť She kept apologising, wouldnâ€™t get up, and kept saying, â€śWhat can I do to make it better?â€ť
Fair play to her for apologising, but I was definitely done by that point. Sheâ€™d gone way past my boundaries, and I donâ€™t compromise my principles. I donâ€™t like people telling me what to do, and IÂ especiallyÂ donâ€™t like people not respecting other peopleâ€™s wishes. I donâ€™t like people getting bullied (and spending 5 minutes calling someone a pussy for not doing what you want is literally bullying) â€“ I used to get mad triggered in high school when someone would get bullied. Iâ€™d get into fucking fistfights and beat the bully up (and risk getting my ass kicked) just because I felt like there was an injustice going on and I couldnâ€™t stand to fucking watch it.
So yeah, she triggered me like hell. No way was I going to let her stay after that 5-10 minutes of bullshit, trying to emotionally blackmail/bully me into drinking when Iâ€™d told her 20 times Iâ€™d had enough. So again, I repeated, â€śIâ€™m not angry, but Iâ€™m absolutely done for the night. Letâ€™s go.â€ť
She looked really sad and didnâ€™t say a single word as I walked her downstairs, and fuck it was awkward. But Iâ€™ve always been proud of myself for listening to my gut and if I donâ€™t want to do something or Iâ€™mÂ reallyÂ uncomfortable with something, I stand up for myself. Maybe thatâ€™s not a big deal to some dudes, but before all this self-improvement stuff I used to be a giant pussy whoâ€™d just go along with things and compromise his principles all the time. So Iâ€™m proud of myself for evolving in this way.
But then she later texted an â€śIâ€™m sorryâ€ť message. I replied, â€śItâ€™s ok.â€ť
â€¦To which she replied with a massive angry long abusive message in capital letters, saying I screwed her over, Iâ€™m a bad person for not drinking with her, I lead her on, etc etc.
I think you can agree: I definitely dodged a bullet there.
Pro-tip: Donâ€™t let yourself get bullied or pressured into doing shit you donâ€™t want to do. Your principles are important; theyâ€™re worth standing up for.