My best friend Julie told me about Craigslist hookups. I thought she was a bit dirty for sleeping with random people. But I had just gotten so lonely lately that I had no option.
I was in my bathroom getting ready when I heard a door open. Before I could turn to see who had entered my flat without asking, I heard his voice; "What’s up, madam, it’s Critikal." I was shocked, but in all honestly a little turned on by his deep, slightly monotonous voice. "H-hi there," I said, shaking a bit. He’d already entered my bathroom, so I guess we were past the point of pleasantries. "Wh-what would you like to do?" "Today I’m gonna be playing with your titties, let’s do this shit." "Oh… Well I gu-" "Oh my goodness. This is the titty of perfection, I cannot believe my eyes. I have found it. The perfect titty. It’s right here in my hand." What did he just say? I had perfect titties? I couldn’t believe this. This hooded man was just feeling my boobs. Nothing else. After twenty minutes, he leaned in for a kiss. “Finally,” I thought to myself. We kissed deeply for a few seconds, after which he said “okay, I’m done playing this.” "Wh- Excuse me?" I stuttered. "Remember to rate the kiss, comment the kiss, and subscribe if you wanna get kisses similar to this one. See ya." "Wait, whe-" He was gone. Just like that, he disappeared into blackness.”