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lauragirlytalks, Lagos (2026)

08/10/2025

I’m cheating on my husband and I don’t feel guilty about it. Not one bit. Maybe I should, but I don’t.

Let me explain. I met my husband back in my 100-level days. It was love at first sight, or so I thought. He was in 200 level, and the connection was instant. We became inseparable, dating all through my university years until he graduated.

Life happened, though. After his graduation, we lost touch, but fate wasn’t done with us. Four years after I graduated, we reunited on Facebook like long-lost soulmates.

At the time, I was in a relationship, and so was he. But our spark reignited, and in no time, we both broke things off with our partners to give our love another shot. At least I did and I believed him when he said he had ended things too.

The next few months were magical. We were like love struck teenagers. Our relationship was so good, so much so that he proposed, and I said yes. Fast forward two years into our marriage, and I find myself in a new relationship.

I don’t even know how it happened but my new love makes my heart race in ways my husband never could. I can’t go a day without hearing his voice; it’s like air to me. My husband is always busy at work, leaving me with plenty of time to nurture this other connection.

I am not working at the moment, so my husband takes care of all my needs financially. But all the money he gives me ends up being spent on this new guy. I buy him clothes, gifts, and even food when he’s hungry because he doesn’t have a job. Yet, no matter what I do, he never shows any appreciation.

I have never gotten a thank you from him before. One time, I bought him expensive shoes. Guess what he did? He refused to wear them and even threw them back in my face.

The one that shocked me was when I took him out to eat at a fast-food restaurant while my husband was at work. After ordering food, I tried to feed him in public, you know public display of affection is one of my love languages but he slapped the food out of my hand—right there in public!

He pointed at my breasts and literally grabbed them. He loves my breasts more than anything else in the world. That’s how I had no choice but to open my bra and breastfeed my 1 year old son right there in the middle of the eatery.

Yes, I love my son more than I could ever love anyone, even my husband. And honestly, I think my husband feels the same way about him. So, technically, it’s not cheating.

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30/09/2025

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28/09/2025

Today's Sunday meal. White rice and stew with boiled egg and meat accompanied with fried plantain.

28/09/2025

Warning.....
18+

You have been warned!!!

I looked at the phone in my hand for some minutes as I turned on my bed, planning my next move

The excitement of getting a new phone was eclipsed by what I was about to do

So, putting on my latest expensive transparent black gown carelessly on my thin, fit and light skin body, I waltzed out of the bedroom like a woman with a goal and went straight to the house next to mine

I knocked twice and listened

In minutes, I heard a voice call out... "Coming..."

Then a lazy slap of feet on tiles followed, you could tell from the sound and vibration approaching the door that it was not an ordinary feet but two strong legs hitting the ground with power

The door opens in slow motion and an average height, chocolate skin young man just getting past his mid 30's but still looking prime and delicious, zero beards, strong jawline and broad shoulders, sitting on a rather large chest, stood in the doorway, surprised to see a beautiful young lady interrupting what I assumed to be a lazy and exciting morning.

"What a pleasant surprise neighbor, to what do I owe this August visit?"

I don't know if it was the sweet smell of sweat and good cologne that rendered me speechless or what I was about to do next

But the picture before me was the picture of a fine specimen of a man, well trimmed in his waistline, no ounce of fat, strong arms and chiseled body with a smile to die for. So, I let my eyes do the talking

"Seen enough?" he asked with a boyish grin

I winced from shame

"I...er... umm... uh... G - Got a new phone and wanted you to help me out since you are a phone expert in computer village." I stuttered like a fool

He kept his eyes on my transparent gown, feeding off my cleavage and semi visible ni***es, it made them hard and I wondered if he could see the hardness through the light lace material of the gown I chose for this mission

Mission cumpossible I smiled to myself

I got all excited and wet being scrutinized by this black superman before me

“Come right in and let's have a look-see." he says casually, penetrating my very core with his beautiful black eyes that ravaged my body unashamedly while the size of his shorts immediately tripled in size

I pretended not to notice but I know he caught my gaze and that brought a wicked smile to his face

Like a sheep being led to the slaughter slab, I walked in as one controlled by a remote, handing him the phone the minute I walked in just to keep my hands and eyes away from doing something unholy

As our hands touched, electricity passed through me, I was so wet I feared I would drip right there between my thighs

"Beautiful phone, looks expensive and yeah, it is... It's not as complex as it is beautiful, you only need to hold and explore for an hour or less and you will be able to make this phone do your bidding with just a stroke or a finger."

As he said this, he rubbed his hands on my bare hands and carefully drops the phone on the couch

"I didn't really come for phone lessons. I confessed. I came for this..."

I grab him by the balls and his eyes widened in shock, hungrily I kissed his wet and pink lips, he matched my passion with equal energy and sucked my tongue like a new born baby starved off mama's ni***es.

His tongue ran all over the insides of my mouth, while I let him explore freely.

His hands immediately discovered my breasts and he cups them one by one under the gown, squeezing gently and stroking the ni***es together once, then separately

The sensation is so fierce, I suck air and quickly removed the transparent gown with ease while I stood in the living room

I was stark naked, no panties or bra
He steps back and allows his eyes to devor for some seconds, liking what he sees, he picks me up like I weigh nothing and walks with long strides to the bedroom

He drops me and removes his shorts, I am shocked at what I see and scared

He sees the fear in my eyes and his eyes calms me

Already we were communicating without words, just passion and lust and it was loud and clear enough

He bends low and touches my right ni**le with the tip of his tongue, while his right hand works magic on my left breasts, pinching and massaging them. My ni**le is swallowed whole as he sucks and licks and kisses the ni**le then slowly move his tongue to the left while his right hand finds the right ni**le and repeats the same intimacy again

I moan loudly under his touch, and raise my hips to grind his large throbbing di*k

He lowers his hands and begins to stroke my wet mound like I have never been touched before

I shut my eyes tight afraid tears of pleasure might fall

"Oh my... I gasp as his fingers slid straight and easily into my wet, warm p***y, he wiggles his finger deeper inside me, and explore deeper, reaching every edge and curve

"Fock, oh s**t..." I raise my hips further and push it up to swallow the whole of his fingers, brushing against his strong yet gentle probe

He removes his fingers and spreads my thighs wide, then gently he guides his large co*k inside me

I shudder at the thought, and expect pain, instead, I feel pleasure like never before, he smiles as he sees my face change from fear to excitement

He lowers himself and pushes all of his 6 inches in me, I wrap my legs around his waist as he pounds me slowly at first then harder and harder, up and down

He moves his waist like a salsa dancer while inside me, sucking my lips and exploring my ni***es with his hands

His entire body was making love to me, from his eyes, lips, hands, and co*k, every part of him connected to every part of me

He increases his pace and pounds me like a mother pounding yam, the harder he pounds, the higher I bounce under him

I squeeze his back so hard and push him deeper inside me, I watch his eyes close as he increases his thrust, making slapping sounds as his co*k slaps against my pus*y

"Please don't stop, don't stop" I plead

I raise my legs up and suspend them in mid air, he places his hand under my buttocks and pushes it up then shoves himself deeper and faster and starts another round of thrust

I cry out in ecstacy as my whole body begins to shake, I feel my thighs wet and dripping cum

He gets even more excited as I vibrate and intensifies his thrusts, covering my lips with his to keep me from being too loud

Then suddenly he bites his lips and I see that he is about to cm too, I touch his face and rub my fingers on his chest as he immediately jerks and c**s in me for a full minute then falls on me

"I wanna be ontop next." I say

He shoots me a "You must be joking look!" but seeing I was dead serious, he smiles and replies

"Alright, but quickly before your husband comes back."

"Don't worry, he is with your wife, and he isn't a one minute man either." I say

The Good Neighbor

The End

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28/09/2025

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28/09/2025

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28/09/2025

My weekend has been so occupied that I haven't been able to drop stories like I used to. But I would keep you all posted. lauragirlytalks

28/09/2025

My bestie asked me to accompany her to a s*X shop

She said she wanted to spice up her relationship and s*X life with her new guy

I dey like that kind message, so I quickly dressed and followed her

Maybe I will help her test and practice before her boyfriend will.

After all, what are besties for?

After buying one red long and curvy d***o, they put it inside a branded nylon bag, and she gave me to hold it for her because her hands were already full with other shopping items we came with.

We entered a car and as we alighted at her bus stop, I came down first and suddenly I heard people screaming

“Oga your preeq don fall, Your preeq don fall!”

Immediately I held my private part

“No, your other preeq, the red one, e don fall!”

They were laughing and pointing

I looked back, and to my horror I saw the branded nylon bag on the ground, it was open and the long red d***0 was on the ground

Immediately, I turned to my bestie and seeing her standing, looking white with shock, I pointed at her and started explaining to people that it’s not mine but my friend’s own

To my shock and surprise she denied me and swore that she has never seen me before

“Precious, is this a prank or what?” I asked her

“Who is Precious, Ah, I don’t know this use|ess man o. Shame|ess man. Abeg, carry your di|do and leave me alone

Tears almost dropped down my eyes at the betrayal

Now, I know how Jesus felt when Peter denied him 3 times

I started waking away but the crowd started shouting, “Oga, go back go pick your preeq, carry your preeq dey go, who you dey leave am for?!”

I know how this people are, this is Lagos after all and things can switch in a second

I shamefu||y went back and picked it up then quickly stopped one of the bike men there, he refused, I stopped another one, he too refused

“Oga, I’ll pay double.” I begged them but they all refused while people started gathering and recording me because of d!|do!

Haba na, I no thief preeq, na just rubber own I carry. All the bike men refused to carry me at that point.

I had to walk the walk of shame until I was a few kilometers away, and then another bike passed and I decided to stop him

Luckily, he stopped

As I entered they were still shouting

“Okada hide your yansh o. Na two preeq dey behind you, rubber and rub am!” They all cackled like deranged people

Thankfully the bike man rode away, ignorant of everything, and as soon as he dropped me at my junction, I received a text.

With tears in my eyes, I checked…

It was from Precious, she was begging and apologizing and telling me that she’s on her way to my house to collect her di|d0

“Precious, if you come to my house, I swear, you will collect wotowoto, you never go back complete!”

The End

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28/09/2025

The Visitor

"Don't forget what I said, don't say a word to him except I'm there, don't talk to him, don't smile at him, do not ever follow him in my absence. Do you understand, Carolina?"

“Yes, papa.”

“Good girl. Now arrange your skirt, he’s here.”

There was a loud knock on the door, his usual style, then, boom, the door flew open and Uncle Tony strolled in, my baby twin brother's squealed and ran into his arms for a big embrace

I remember flying into his arms when I was much younger until papa warned me to stop it because I wasn't a baby anymore.

"You are now a woman and Uncle Tony is a man so don't ever jump into his arms especially when you aren't wearing bra." Papa had told me that day

"Mama wouldn't approve and just because she isn't here doesn't mean you can disobey her."

"Yes, papa."

“Where's my favorite niece," uncle Tony said, won't you give uncle a big hug?"

Papa was standing beside me, I could feel his gaze, watching me.

So I stood and refused to move, uncle Tony wasn't bothered, he dropped my baby brothers and closing the space between us, he took me in his arms like I weighed nothing, carried me up and hugged me so tight I almost suffocated

I let out a light groan

I could sense papa's discomfort

He quickly rubbed his hands all over on my back so fast, putting them inside my shirt and touching my skin gently, I was uncomfortable, then he dropped me.

Papa didn't see anything, he was standing in front, making sure we weren't having a conversation, unaware of what was transpiring behind.

“Carolina, go upstairs and finish your homework, now!” Dad commanded

"Easy there big boy, let the kids have their fun." Uncle Tony said.

I quickly hurried out and went to my room.

Later that night I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, my heart beating uncontrollably when I heard the sound of footsteps in the passage outside my bedroom.

After what seemed like an eternity, my door opened gently and quietly.

I quickly shut my eyes, but opened it a little, from the corners, I saw the dark shape of a man entering the room, as the door was shut, quietly

The hand felt different, even the smell, and for several seconds, I wished he would leave as I wasn't used to an unfamiliar scent at this late hour, please just leave and don't come back till morning at least, I prayed.

God, don't let him come now.

He reached down and touched me gently, he rolled me on my stomach and lifted my shirt, from the corner of my eyes, I saw his phone light, beaming all over my body, he was watching and studying my body.

He turned me around to my back, shifted me and let his phone torch beam all over me, then he breathed a loud breath and sighed, tucked me back under the covers and left.

I felt exposed

I shut my eyes tight, I didn't feel his fingers or anything inside me during that time just the light, this was unfamiliar, different.

He found what he was looking for because he stood up and was gone suddenly

By the time I awoke the next day, he was gone.

The house was empty.

It was evening when I heard a phone ring under my bed, I was surprised

I don't have a phone, papa never allowed me have one

"Hello, who's this?" I asked scared

"Hey princess."

"Uncle Tony?"

“Yes sugar. Your dad back yet?”

“No, sir. He isn't back yet”

"I know," he paused. "And he's never coming back." He said, his voice laden with emotions.

I was confused

"I, I don't understand Uncle, what do you mean by he's never coming back."

"I came to your room last night, were you awake."

"Yes, I'm sorry Uncle," my 12 years old voice apologized.

"No, don't apologize. I'm sorry I didn't come sooner, after your mum, my twin sister died, it was difficult especially for me."

I was crying

"Don't cry princess, right now I need you to be brutally honest with me, really honest Princess, don't be afraid."

"Okay, Uncle."

"Your mum has been coming to my dreams," he stopped then continued. Last night, I had to see for myself to make sure I wasn't going crazy."

I was listening, confused then he continued.

"Tell me the truth, Princess," he paused, "When did your papa start visiting your room, touching, and hurting you, was it after your mummy died?"

Silence

"Yes!" I whispered, "yes uncle."

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28/09/2025

I’m in a commercial bus on my way back from a social visit and my phone rings, I check the caller ID and it’s my wife

I smile and pick, after talking for some minutes, I ask her to help me write my report. You see, my report-writing skills are nowhere near my wife’s skill, so I often seek her expertise

After few minutes of begging, sweet-talking and even using pet names, she still refused, saying she’s tired and she doesn’t want to work since it’s the weekend

I say it is well and she says she loves me, I smile and tell her I love her more then hung up

I already knew she will write it for me, all those ones are just shakara but I also knew I had to get her something to express my gratitude and love.

While I was thinking of what to get her, the elderly man sitting next to me tapped me and starts advising me

He told me he has been married for more than 25 years so I should listen to him and take the advice he is about sharing or leave it

Egbon which advice, sir?

He said I can get my wife to do anything I want and she wouldn’t question me or ever say no

“Baba don’t worry about my wife or my marriage, you just met me and you wanna give me marriage advise, Kilosele”

“You’re a young man,” he continued as if I didn’t just tell him off…

“See your earrings sef, you are not even ready for Marriage.”

The passengers in the bus turned and looked at me

“You got her pregnant outside wedlock right?”

“Ah! Baba!” the conductor and some other passengers shouted

“See I know all these things, I’m not judging you infact, I’m a guy-man too.” He continued before I could process the shock and respond

“Look here, when I married my wife, two girls were pregnant for me so I know all these things.”

The young guys started cheering and clapping for him and it emboldened him. He cleared his throat and raised his voice

“I have 8 children and only three are from my wife, the other 5 are from women I don’t even remember.”

Everybody started laughing

“And guess what…” he continued

“What baba?” The whole bus chorused

“I have never sent them money before, infact I don’t even know what they look like until they looked for me, so you see, you’re a man. Don’t allow woman make Yeye of you.”

“Yeye of me how?”

“The mistake you made was begging your wife to help you. Instruct her, as her husband you’re her instructor or are you not the provider?” He asked

“No, I’m jobless. My wife is the breadwinner and my provider.” I replied

“I said it. You’re not a man. No real man will wear earring. You’re the wife”

“Yes baba, I am the wife. My wife is my husband.”

Everybody in the bus started laughing

“All these Gen Z them.” He said with disgust

“Sir, I’m not Gen Z, I’m millennial”

Ring ring. My phone rang again interrupting us

“Baby, please I’m close don’t worry… That means I’ll get home before you, alright don’t worry I’ll warm the soup once I get home and when you’re almost at the junction let me know so I’ll make eba for us. I will make it hot just as you like it.”

“Tufaiiaaakwa!” The man shouted beside me

“No honey, there’s a mad man inside the bus I think he’s manifesting or so, no he won’t bite anybody… No other bus dear… don’t worry I’m safe, they chained him. Bye love, I love you so much, muuaaahhh!” I dropped the call

I turned to the man and he was looking at me with so much anger, I actually expected him to slap me at any moment, so I will have a legit reason to send him to the emergency room.

“Conductor, I will come down here before I commit murder.” He said out loud and everybody started laughing.

The bus stopped and he came down

As the bus moved, I leaned and put my head on the window frame to rest and the next thing I felt was a sharp and painful blow

The man had slapped me as the bus moved and ran .

Lagos

The End

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