The Better Lover

I got up from bed feeling relaxed, and sated like I hadn't been in a long while. Her tenderness the night before had touched the very depth of my soul. It was like I had found the perfect mate for my existence. Too bad I had to leave, and probably never see her again. Looking at her as she slept, sent my desire on rampage again. I desired her like I hadn't desired another before. Her lips, even while she slept looked like they were poised for a kiss. Her slow breathing made her bosom rise and fall with a rhythm that simulated the motion of how I wanted to take her. Unlike last night this would be slow, languid, and detailed. Last night was beyond words could say. The passion, the pleasure, the raw fury, the uuhhhh! I shudder to think of what we did last night. Her strength matched mine all the way. Every movement in sync, every caress in rhythm. It was beyond words could describe. I got out of bed and reached for my wrist watch. Dang!!! It was five minutes to eight, and my flight was set to leave by nine o'clock. With speed I took my shirt and tugged it on. The buttons weren't very co-operative so I abandoned them. My trousers were lying across the bed next to her and I had to tug. I pulled them on and buckled up. Just as I was about to take my suitcase and run, hands reached around me and pulled me down. the fell of a warm and soft bosom was overpoweringly delicious. I almost melted as she playfully nuzzled my neck. Not so fast tiger! She said.

GIRL ON FIRE

Mixing a perfect combination of  beauty, class, vocal dexterity , and brains, she has finally stormed the entertainment industry. Judith Ilechukwu aka, J'lar is a dynamite we all should watch out for this year. An undergraduate of Nnamdi Azikiwe University, it's a no holding back for the former Miss Glo 'Rock n Rule', as she ventures in to the music industry, with a club banger titled 'sugarcane'.

J'lar applies her knowledge of English and Literature (which she studies) to create poetic and entertaining lyrics for her song. She was also crowned 'Miss Global' that year and was hand picked to represent Nigeria at the annual 'Miss Global' beauty pageant worldwide, in Jamaica.  Her song 'sugar cane', portrays the hot and passionate inclinations of a bold and daring female, who knows what she wants and goes for it. Trust me people, she  it's a major break-away from the norm.

She is signed to Cadilly records along with fast rising star 'Cj Mama', who is also making hits in the Nigerian Music Industry. Enough talk, let's see what she is made of for ourselves.  Download her songs and videos at

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Jayla's hot video

THE BREASTAVIGANZA

One of the most notable female Nigerian celebrities has been the source of news for wagging tongues lately (as if say i no follow). Her sexy and leave-nothing-to the-imagination clothes has had many people saying a lot of stuff about her. Well let's suffice it to say that she has decided to lash back at those who have decided not to 'kommot their eye' . The person of note here, is the one and only first lady of the Mavin crew, 'Tiwa Savage'.

On her twitter page recently, she lambasted her critics saying that they should shove their criticisms up their *screech*. Telling them to focus more attention on the bright side of things instead of the bad. She complained about people only having stuff to say when there is a minor error but keep silent when one is dressing appropriately or being decent.
Well, you guys have heard her. Leave her alone ooooo. If the thing she is showing you is paining your eyes, cover it or look away, you pervert!!!!.

Tiwa savage has a lot of other aspects of her life that make for interesting gossip, (like the pictures of her fiance's baby mama and kids, lmao), so i suggest we look at that side and stop ogling her endowments.

CHRIS BROWN- THE NEW CHIEF EXECUTIVE OMO-ITA

Popularly known for his violent tantrums, Chris Brown is one celebrity one should be careful with. Following the brutal assault he dealt his girlfriend, its been from one fist fight to another. Chris Brown's displays of aggression have been experienced by a lot of people, especially those who have worked closely with him. Going from smashing glass doors at TV shows, to fighting with the  rapper, Drake at a night club, this celebrity is fast becoming the new face of 'street fighter and beat-you-to-pulp championship'.

His most recent venture was a fight he had with the fast rising star, 'Frank Ocean'. Only God knows what he truly did to the  'fineboy ajebutter' as he was about to enter his car 'jejely'. Seriously people, I have a feeling the press is not releasing the details of the beat-down for posterity's sake. Let's suffice it to say that 'Ocean' got himself a broken finger as well as a bruised ego. Frank has decided not to press charges against chris Brown, choosing the way of a cool dude.

Bros chris!!! Abeg oo!!! No come beat me because of this blog post. Na hustle I dey oo!

For how long would Chris get away with his violent behavior? How long people? Hmm, Rihanna get mind sha.

IS RICK ROSS REALLY AN IMPOSTOR?

Ricky freeway Ross, a former drug lord and gang leader, has accused the popular rapper William Roberts (Rick Ross) of stealing his identity. He sent a letter to CNN stating that the rapper knew of his status as a drug baron and has been profiting from using it as his stage personality.

The rapper Rick Ross adopted the name when the drug baron was known to have been serving time in prison. According to Freeway, Rick ross the Rapper should pay for using his 'life blood' as he put it.
Sadly this is not the only issue Rick Ross is facing as a series of threats have been sent to him by gangster disciple members from different states, demanding that he pay them for using the star of david in one of his videos, and acknowledge them in his videos.

Rick Ross joor o!!!!  what is hapin na?

THOR VERSUS SANGO (PART THREE)- INTRODUCING A COMMON ENEMY

The crashes of thunder was deafening as the clouds gathered up in the heavens. The stage was set for a battle unlike never before. The winds tore through the forest uprooting trees and tossing them about like blades of grass. Tornadoes billowed and the atmosphere was charged. Day turned dark as night, and the enraged gods faced each other, rearing to punish with inconceivable pain.

What insolence!!! The voice of Thor bellowed. You dare strike I, Thor the son of Odin? I will make you curse the day u came to your powers, you fool!

Silence!!! You foul skinned son of a bastard swineherd. You will suffer greatly for your crime. Whoever you are, you ashes shall grace the altar of our ancestors. Touching the wife of a god king without any fear. Sango roared with unearthly fury. Die stranger!!!!

 Sango unleashed a wave of blue lightning at Thor. The grass and remaining trees turned to ash in its wake as it ripped the air on its mission. He was however amazed as Thor sucked in the wave with his hammer and laughed in disdain. Your magic cannot compare with the power of mighty Thor.

Summoning a heavy blast, Thor directed a force so great and terrible the river burst forth its banks but sango opened his mouth and absorbed it in like it was a ambrosia spurting from the ancient fountains. Hahahahaha! Sango laughed. That tickled like the touch of an inexperienced whore. Thor was taken aback as no one had ever withstood his lightning bolt before.

The thunder gods directed wave after wave of unearthly lightning at each other to no avail. They however laid waste to the land and everything in their path. The river had almost dried up and craters had formed every where. A once beautiful forest was now  wasteland. The gods hardly noticed this. They were destroying the creations their powers was meant to protect. Such was the blindness of their fury.A high pitched scream pierced the air and both gods stood still.

Oya had disappeared at the onset of the battle seeking to escape the wrath of her master. She knew she deserved every punishment she got, for never before had a royal concubine been caught red handed in the act of infidelity. Her escape was short lived when the heat from the battle started drying up her spirit river. This formed the very essence of her existence and immortality. Its destruction would mean hers as well. She shimmered into being if front of the embattled gods and with a weak yelp, collapsed. Both gods knew they had to take this fight elsewhere.

They gripped each other and launched into the air. Each controlling the elements to his advantage. Thor slammed his hammer against Sango's temple and staggered him. Sango lost his control of the raging winds and was tossed about like a rag doll in the tempest. Thor flew to press his advantage and forever silence his adversary. He was unprepared for the burst of white flames that almost melted his flesh inside his armor. Sango had recovered and only wanted to make his opponent get overconfident, a battle skill his teacher had taught him when he was learning the rudiments of becoming a soldier. His flames burnt part of the armor of Thor much to his satisfaction. Thor only treated that as a minor inconvenience as he let forth a surge of lightning at Sango. This was evaded as Sango did a flip backwards in the air and threw his axe at Thor. The axe ripped the flesh of thor's arm and returned to Sango. Thor was getting amazed by this strange opponent. A thunder god possessing powers to rival his own? Impossible! He twirled his hammer and created a tornado. He launched himself at Sango and with a thud slammed into the unsuspecting god. The sky turned blinding white as the opposing charges from their bodies met. The ensuing blast sent both gods into a vortex of power. Their weapons were ripped from their hands and they were thrown against the earth forcefully.

Sango got up and rushed at Thor but was stopped short by the kick thrust at him. Unngh!!! He grunted as Thor slammed a round house kick against his face. Thor sent a lightning fist into Sango's chin that lifted him into the air. He followed this with summoning his hammer into his open palms and smashing it into Sango as he fell. Sango protected his face as he fell, but the force was almost too much to bear. He turned away just as the hammer was descending with force on his head in a finishing blow. This force unbalanced Thor and he fell. Sango rammed an upper-cut into Thor's chin and felt the satisfactory feel of bone against flesh. This force sent Thor tumbling on his back side.

I am Sango the god of thunder!! The descendant of Ajaka and Oduduwa. Sango bellowed as he rushed at Thor.

Just as he was about to pound Thor into the ground, a blinding white flash of light exploded in his face. This sent him flying backwards into the dust.

What madness is this? Roared the voice of an Old man. Sango got up startled from the blast, he looked closely at the figure. He saw an old man with a heavy armor and an eye patch. The grey hair on his head and face reflected the ageless wisdom of an elder god. Who are you? Sango asked. Don't you dare question me you foolish child. The old man retorted. Father!! What brings you here? The voice of Thor asked as he got up from the ground, shaking the dust from his armor.

I came to stop this madness. Odin replied. I let Loki tamper with your transporter because I wanted to lead you to him. Me? Sango replied in surprise. Your son touched my woman and it was all your plan? Sango's voice was rising in anger. Your powers are useless against me u imbecile. Odin said with menace in his voice. Perhaps if you took better care of your women and not send them out when they are ripe for mating u would not have this problem. And Thor, I should take away your hammer again for your indiscretion. You should know better than to give in to your wanton desire. Both gods stood with their heads down like the scolded children they were.

Prepare yourselves the both of you. I have a mission. Huh? Sango asked. How can you tell me you have a mission when you know me not.

Haha! Odin's rasp laughter came out. I've known you and your fore-father Oduduwa, since the begining.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but can't your lordship. My people need me, Sango said. Yes you are right, Odin said, they need you to come with me to Asgard. A great evil arises and is devouring the city. If you don't help out, your kingdom will be next.

What evil is this? Sango asked. Gargamoth!! Odin replied. No!! Thor whispered in  fear. I thought he was chained in the pits of damnation. Unfortunately, Loki found a way to strike a deal and unchain him, Odin sighed. No way!!! Thor bellowed. I will rid the world of his madness when I get hold of him. He raged.

That's why you need the help of this dark god over here. Odin pointed to Sango. He is a god? Thor's eyes opened in surprise. I thought he was.... Well he is Odin said, and as powerful as you I'm sure.

He would be your lieutenant and partner. Work with him Thor, and drop all your useless pride. Work together and drop whatever grudge you bear. At this he turned to Sango with a stern look.

How do I .... Sango started. Woosh!!! Before any of them could say another word, they were transported to Asgard.

In front of an incoming ball of fire...

Gargamoth was a terrible looking dragon. Would they be able to defeat this threat to mankind?

THOR VERSUS SANGO PART TWO

Sango woke up from his bed feeling spent but happy. He had spent the morning ravishing his favorite wife, Osun. Boy!! He felt good. Every fiber of his muscular body tingled with raw pleasure from the time he just had with his wife. As a king and god, he was entitled to having as many consorts as he wanted. Though he indulged in the regular philandering the great yoruba warriors were popular for, he was a loving husband and ruler. He had only decided to lie with Osun at the last minute because Oya his concubine wasn't of an agreeable disposition today. Though given to violent bursts of his own, Sango was always repentant when he did something wrong. He however, rarely showed this repentance because the council of elders would take this as a weakness on his part. Weak Kings weren't allowed to rule for long before being presented with the parrot's egg. A sign that the King wasn't fit to wear the crown anymore and should commit suicide. He looked forward to making it up to Oya later this evening by charging his body all over with sparks as he took her in a place by her spirit River, when the moon was at its brightest. She would like that he was sure. He smiled as he remembered the time when Oya was the love of his life. She was the strongest among all the female warriors in the land. She had even embarrassed many a warrior as she beat them in contests of stealth, swiftness, and even strength sometimes.

Oya once formed the very reason  he breathed. He wasn't given to public shows of affection so he had usually waited till dark before sneaking to her. They would talk, wrestle, embrace, and lie in each other's arms, reluctantly parting at the first cock crow. Indeed he had truly loved her and in a quiet part of his heart, he still did.

   
All this had changed when he told her he couldn't marry her publicly. Though she seemed a little at ease when he took his first wife Oba, she grew vexed when he married a second Osun. She was extremely jealous of Osun and that was not without good reason.

                                                                    

Osun was exceptionally beautiful too. Apart from that, she was one of the most amazing cooks to ever walk the land. The aroma of her dishes
wafted through the palace, sending everybody into a trance as they somehow found an excuse to visit her hut in hopes of getting a taste of her meal. Osun rarely disappointed anybody as she took pride in dishing out tirelessly, her delicious soups and porridge to anyone who came around. This was the one thing that had attracted Sango to her in the first place. Her meal had surpassed that of the old women skilled in the art of cooking ceremonial meals during the festival, 5 years ago. This feat was unheard of in the land. Many people had shunned the delicious 'gbegiri and ewedu' prepared by the iya arugbos' as they were called and trooped to the slender woman's smoky kitchen for a taste of the ambrosia she had come up with. Hah!!! Those were good timed Sango said to himself. A time when war was newly over after saving his weakling of a brother and ascending the throne. He could nearly taste the heavenly flavour of the egusi soup Osun had served him that day.
Sango was torn from his thoughts as a strange feeling crept over him. Something was going on with one of his wives. Oba's voice could be heard singing to her baby in the hut nearby and Osun was still sleeping off the exhaustion his legendary love-making skills had caused her. Oya was up to some mischief and he had a feeling it was worse than anything she had ever done before.
He felt the rising of her breath and the desire in her body. No! He thought. She was probably pleasuring her self because of his denial of her. But wait!! He could also feel the touch of strange hands as they groped her. He felt the presence of a foreign being in his kingdom. This was not going to be forgiven in a thousand years, he thought as his temper rose and fire filled his eyes. Oya was his and his alone. No matter what he did with any woman, no one could lay claim to her except him. Someone was going to be struck with his terrible thunder. This was war.

Quicker than the speed of thought, he appeared at the location he had felt Oya. His eyes locked on to a sight that would change him for the rest of his life. A strange man had Oya in his arms, and was kissing her. Her moans could be heard from where he stood. His heart broke as he she dropped her wrapper from her body and begged the stranger to take her. Tears of agony and excruciating pain filled his heart and  he couldn't watch this stranger plunder a body he thought as his own.
He summoned a wave of lightning powerful enough destroy an entire army and struck.
The lightning tore through the stranger's body ripping him from Oya's embrace. Strangely the stranger was still in one piece. No matter! That would be dealt with later on. For now his anger was with one person alone, Oya.
How dare you!!!!!!!!!! His voice sounded like crack of thunder. Despite her ferocity, even Oya knew when to shut up and cower. This was one of such moments. She expected the fire of Sango's wrath to tear through her any moment from now. She knew she had outdone herself this time.
Come to me. Sango's anger filled voice had dissipated to a low whisper. She was more afraid this time. This only meant something more terrible than being roasted by lightning. Please my lord, kill me now that this shame not extend to my children. Her voice that was previously filled with lust was now pitiful to hear.
Sango's eyes turned from her as the pain of a broken heart tore through his chest. Sango felt defeated.his eyes alighted on the strange hammer still in the stranger's grasp. It was the most beautiful weapon he had ever seen. Its handle like the black ivory of the elephants his ancestors used to hunt. Its head was so solid and terrible to behold that a first glance would show that it wasn't for carpentry but war. He had to hold know how it felt in his arms.
A wave of power and electricity tore ripped through his body as his fingers made contact with the hammer. The stranger got up and with the flash of lightning slammed him on the face with the hammer. Never before had he felt such pain. Mjolnir!!! He heard the stranger cry as he summoned a wave of lightning and hail from the skies into his hammer and directed it at Sango. Only a spilt second decision saved Sango from becoming like the roasted pork Osun served him this morning. He dodged to the side just as the lightning flashed by wher he stood a second ago. This was no mortal, this was a god like he had never seen before.
  To be continued.

THOR VERSUS SANGO (part one)

In his characteristic manner, Thor, the Scandinavian God of thunder was travelling to Midgard (Earth). Cruising at ten times the speed of light, the lightning comet hurtled through the worm hole into earth's atmosphere. Earth was beautiful, the Thunder god never got used to the breathtaking view accorded him from space, of the mortal realm. He exhaled and willed the comet to slow down as he entered the atmosphere. Something felt wrong, the transporter wasn't obeying his command. He was tearing through the skies and was definitely going to be pancake flat if he landed at this speed. His gaze settled on a calling card left near the headrest. he could have sworn it wasn't there when he began this trip. He turned it over and rage filled his voice as he bellowed, LOOOKKKII!!!!. 

His mischievous brother had finally gotten the drop on him. This was an epic prank that would definitely cost him his life. When i find you, i'm definitely going to avenge this insult, he swore silently. He willed the comet again with all his might, but it seemed like the thing was doing the exact opposite of his command. it was gaining speed.  seeing his demise at hand, he did the only thing that could save his life. Mjolnir!!! He twirled the legendary hammer his father had bestowed on him and tore out of the transporter just before it crashed into the sea.

BOOOOMMMM!!!! The splash sounded more like an explosion. The force of it knocked him senseless and his eyes closed, granting him temporary respite. He slowly lost consciousness, his last thoughts being of the calm seas enveloping him in their embrace.

The eyes of the thunder god slowly opened. At first his vision was blurred but it gradually cleared to behold an arresting sight. A woman of a strange complexion stood over him, peering with the curiosity of a kitten. Her skin shimmered like the waters of the river beside him, her eyes held a pool of endless mysteries. Their gaze met and they both grew still. Each measuring the other, waiting for one to speak. Where am I, strange woman? Her eyes widened, for she had never heard such a tongue before. However, with the swiftness of the supernatural she was, she replied tentatively, like she was testing a language just learnt. Strange? You whose skin is as pale as the palace swine, dare calls me pale? The idea of being disrespected by anyone infuriated Oya, for that was her name.

Her lord had ignored her again this night, telling her to go put a lid on her temper before approaching his chambers. Stupid lightning pedlar!!! She called him as she stormed out of the palace, preferring the sanctuary of her spirit River. Oya was a river Goddess and her powers were respected. She was however not popular for her patience and calm disposition. Lashing out at any and everything in her path, she raised hell anytime she got even mildly upset. The fact that her Husband took a second wife was the final blow that sent the River Goddess into Harpy mode. This pale stranger fascinated her though, despite his disrespect, she wasn't flying into Rage like she should be doing. Hmm!! Here was her chance at getting a night of pleasure and revenge against Sango, a husband who didn't value the passionate caresses of so beautiful a consort.

What are you called? Thor's nostrils flared with strange awareness. Never before had a female addressed him with such authority and boldness. I am Thor Odinson, the God of thunder, son of the all father Odin. Oya couldn't suppress the smile that parted her lips. Could this be? She thought. Sango is not the only Thunder god there is. She was already imagining if his eyes crackled with lightning when aroused to anger or lust. Thor on his part was already impassioned by the strange female before him. Her smile only served to inflame the desire he felt for her. His gaze traveled down the exotic face to the long aquiline neck. The beads she wore emphasized their softness. Just like warm chocolate, he thought as the desire to taste them filled him almost uncontrollably. Her bosom was huge, firm and almost bursting out of the cloth tied around her hour glass figure. Odin save me! He gasped as his eyes flashed with blue lightning, almost unable to control himself any longer. What madness befalls me? He complained inwardly.

Oya on her part wasn't unaffected by the strange thunder god before her. The lightning his eyes made her lose any form of restraint she had on her desire. Her eyes drank every inch of his godlike body, taking in the perfectly ripped muscles of his quivering stomach. His hairy chest heaved serving only to make her want to stroke and caress them with reckless abandon. Her eyes caught the sight of his desire. Rising slowly but unmistakably, the bulge appeared in his loins. This was too much to bear. Right now she didn't care if Sango could feel her every move or blast her to eternal darkness. She only knew that her desire for this stranger had to be sated. The thoughts of feeling his strength as he pounded her mercilessly made her knees weak. She was at the end of her tether.
Like a powerful force propelled him, Thor only had to look at those peaked nipples for his common sense to disappear. He lunged for her just at the very moment she reached for him. Their lips met and parted. Opening the flood gates of their desire to be one. They kissed so passionately the air around them crackled with electricity. Even the river seemed to churn seeming to understand that its mistress needed a time out. Oya thrust her tongue inside his mouth, savouring the taste of clouds and fire. Her moans of pleasure only spurred him on as he arched her backwards. His hands gripped her bottom. Soft!! He thought. He ground himself against her inner thighs and almost lost it. The pleasure was indescribable. Oya couldn't take this torture any more. Take me! Take me right now! She gasped, unable to form a coherent speech. Her pure white wrapper fell, revealing the glorious body of the African goddess in all its majesty. Thor had never before seen a more appealing female. She stood looking at him, her eyes glazed with endless desire.
Just as he was about to drop his hammer and take off his clothes to devour this wonderful gift the elder gods had blessed him with, a lightning bolt of raw energy tore through his body. Her scream of terror was the last thing he heard before he blacked out.

 His eyes closed, but not before he looked upon a face so charged with fury and rage even Loki would behave himself if he saw it. The eyes exuded a white light or was it lightning sparks? Darkness. Sango had appeared.

To be continued .....

THE PSQUARE AND MAY-D WAHALA IN CALABAR

What's this i hear about p-square and may-d having a cold war at Calabar recently? Though no punches were thrown, it was obvious that the twins were still not in good terms with the ile-ijo crooner. Which kind palavar be this naa? At an age when guys squash their beef over a bottle of beer and move on with life, these grown men are still keeping malice like girls in boarding school. Shame on them,  woooo!!! wooo!!!!
The story began when the twins arrived on the same flight with may-d, people were however suprised to see the twins walking apart from May-d, they were said to lodge in seperate hotels and generally werent seen doing any thing together. It was as if a force field was projected by both parties to ward off one another. When it was time to perform, the twins went on stage without May-d. This was a big disappointment to the many fans that were looking out for the expected make-up. Rumour has it that the organisers weren't aware of the beef between them before the booking was made. A small whispered to me that Even Akon wasn't aware of the 'kasala' between the Okoye twins and May-d and wouldn't be happy to know the situation of things.
P-square and Mr May-d, please i beg una in the name of Jehovah God and whatever Juju you might be hiding in your closet, e don do ooooo. You are role models for Nigerians and shouldn't be acting in such a childish manner. Nobody wants to know why you guys are quarreling, just settle or you can chop your money alone.

New year resolutions- Much ado about initial Gra Gra

Hahahahahahaha!!!  The new year resolution of a notable nigerian celebrity i'm following on twitter, had me rolling on the floor. I could almost hear her high pitch voice go ratatatatatatata!!!! As she unleashed a barrage of incantations for 2013. For security reasons (i can't fight ooo) amongst others, i won't quote her. Let's just suffice it to say that a lot of  people who read her tweet would either scoff at her, or be disappointed when she starts showing early signs of not living up to her resolution.
Such is the case of many Nigerians who get caught up in the festivities and general new year i-service. Like a horny man making promises to his reluctant wife, we build castles in the sky for ourselves, only to get disappointed when the moment of clarity dawns.
Please people, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying it's not good to set high standards for ourselves, i'm only appealing to our sense of  foresight and self preservation. A wise man once said,' careful the words you say, so they don't taste bitter when you have to eat them'.
Indeed, only person we truly owe an explanation is ourselves, so we shouldn't look back at the end of the year and start stuttering when  our conscience opens a case.
I wish you all a wonderful year ahead. Remember, the only way to achieve your dreams is to wake up. Ciao!!