This girl I met online asked me to go to Manchester for the evening. I had a couple to choose from for this night, but one picture looked cute and one girl seemed better than the other. Alison was her real name. Enough of those for no-one to know her I suppose. I wasn’t looking for love¦ just a one-nighter in a different town.

I jumped off the train and met her in a bar. She was very plain and started talking about God at some point. Not as cute as her picture but they rarely are¦ and I’m sure they say I’m not either. But I am good looking and have plenty of hot women; this girl was about 6.5/10 for face and 5/10 for body on my scale.

I’d booked a room in the hotel and wanted a fuck. I tried to keep the conversation going but really struggled. We passed so many hot women and I got the eye from a few that night so should have dumped her on picked up something hot. But I didn’t¦ she was sweet and nice and kind so I stayed with her.

Alison really liked me a lot too. So I decided I’d go for the pity fuck and shad her back at my hotel. But her love of our lord? made me think it wouldn’t happen. So I decide to go into full acting mode. I said everything she wanted to hear all night and made out this was a fantastic romantic date and really something special. I know I know, not nice of me¦ but she enjoyed the night, I did too¦ so what that heck.

I kissed her passionately and looked into her eyes while doing it. Click¦ game on. It was a done deal at that point. I remember knowing I had her then and could do anything. I asked her back to my hotel and she protested, saying she was a nice girl, didn’t know me, didn’t like the idea of it¦ bla bla bla.

So I looked hurt and said goodnight and hailed a cab. When it stopped she hopped in behind me. Magic. I had no interest in her whatsoever but the plan had gone well and unless she was truly insane she had given in and was about to get fucked. Sorry, used and fucked.

I made small talk and acted like this was the first night of a great thing. Whoever believes this stuff is crazy¦ but I did my usual good job of acting and there we were snuggled up on the hotel bed kissing.

My hands started roaming and like a 17yr old she kept moving them off. I remember telling her we were adults not kids¦ if she wasn’t an adult then many I’d misunderstood her and we weren’t right for each other. Reluctantly the clothes came off and down she went to suck on my cock while I ignored her and watched hotel TV.

She was dreadful of course and she smelled like babies for some reason. Prudish girls give shit head, fact. So I pulled her up the bed and fucked her. Really just doing what I wanted and ignoring her and letting her know I was using her. She just did what I wanted and seemed to be familiar with the role. So what the hell, I rolled her over. 5 minutes of heavy guilt laying and tedious persuasion later and she gave in, I was in her ass. I held her down and fucked her. I was gentle actually¦ it was her first anal and she didn’t enjoy it. But I kissed her and stroked her head as I deflowered her hole. All the time I was fucking her, behind her head I was smiling a congratulatory smile for pulling it off. At the time I didn’t always use a rubber and this was such a time. Silly I know but I didn’t have one and wasn’t going hunting in Manchester at a late hour.

When I’m ass-fucking I often have the same finish. I became wilder and rougher and then finished by holding her head in my hands and putting all my weight on top of her as I unloaded.

I felt a little guilty as she snuggled up to me for a cuddle so I got up for a shower. She was dressed by the time I came out of the bathroom and we made arrangements to see each other again before she hopped in a taxi. Of course I didn’t keep the appointment.

I can see a theme here as I write these stories. I love using women for my own pleasure, but only with their permission. It’s a strange kink but maybe a common one. I love to persuade a woman that she wants to have sex, or wild sex, or anything at all¦ then with her permission I feel like I’ve won a battle and can delight in my success with the sex. I’m not always this way, but often and almost always with one-nighters.

(Picture of me being blown by a different Manchester girl)

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