Your monogamous friends will always feel envious of your tales of wild sex with hot strangers, but as long as you're being true to yourself and not lying to anyone else you have nothing to be ashamed of.
Esther says
Of course it's not OK. These are people with feelings, they're not shoes. You might justify things by saying that you wouldn't mind if someone did the same thing to you, but you ought to mind.
Forget about the moral implications for a minute and consider the potential pitfalls. Everywhere in London there is someone who knows someone who knows you. Imagine the scene:
Sally: "I'm so exhausted. I was up all night with Dan."
Mary: "Dan? I thought he was going out with Clare." Sally: "What?!?"
Bob: "Are we talking about 'Dirty' Dan? Ha ha. Not you as well, Sal?!"
Sally: "Excuse me, I've just got to make a phone call."
I'm also curious about what you think you will get out of this soggy arrangement. If you consider sex to be a thing of so little consequence that it's all right to spread it around, then why bother doing it at all?
If what you enjoy is deceit and get a thrill out of having sex with a lot of different people, with only hours separating each act, then that's fine.
I'd say something about chlamydia and angry ex-lovers, but I can only assume you've already got an STD clinic and a solicitor on speed dial.
If you think you're going to come out of this mess with a meaningful relationship, then you are wrong. So wrong.
If you end up with one of these people, you'll spend your life breaking out into cold sweats whenever they come close to discovering what a dog you were.
Sleeping around and being open about it is different, although I feel very sorry for the self-hating little shell of a person who would agree to be part of your harem.
Even those with self-esteem points in minus figures will, eventually, start getting itchy for a bit of commitment and leave increasingly shrill "Where are you?" voicemails.
Anyway, you know what you're doing is wrong. The very fact that you want to keep it all a secret shows that you know perfectly well that if you were honest, your blissful circle of ignorant lovers would disappear in disgust, leaving you with a couple of sex-crazed, bug-eyed nutters.