There’s this bit of news that has been circulating which is bound to bring a smile to the faces of women with a big behinds – the news of a discovery that women with big Read More
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Afronuts
Oct 272013
The dark Friday night held many things in its wake. It held the travelling sound of music booming through the neighborhood which came from a well-lit and vibrantly active nightclub – the foremost social Read More
Oct 142013
Being an avid member of Naija Stories, the online forum for aspiring Nigerian writers, I’ve seen newbies join the forum and post their first drafts of stories, poetry or articles and over time blossom into Read More
Sep 192013
Women. They are a very important necessity to life in today’s society; either be it for good or bad. You can never underestimate their value and importance. They are the reason why a man can Read More
Jul 262013
Sibbyl cursed as her Toyota Camry sputtered and went into a fit of jerks and jacking thrusts. No no no no! Please don’t do this to me…we’re almost there…Oh crap…damn you Mufu! Read More
Jul 192013
I sat still watching her. She looked very much like when we first met; still pretty, petite and amusingly retrospective; almond shaped eyes that still glowed with the same intensity that had ignited a subtle Read More
Jul 112013
Packaged breasts Showcased skins Endless legs Merciless minis Questioning butts Answering thighs Now showing for viewing pleasure Ruining the essence of decency Awakening urges from complacency Endangering the purity of innocence Conjuring waves of Read More
Jul 082013
‘Abeokuta-ifo! I’ve told you oh! Enter with your change otherwise you will marry yourselves oh!’ barked the hoarse-voiced conductor in Yoruba; his taut neck pulsating in sequence with his yelling. He pranced about to and Read More
Mar 042013
‘Wetin dis girl wear so? No be pinjamas be dat?’ Wasiu whispered harshly, his hemp smelling breath fanning across Rasaq’s cheeks. Rasaq squinted and furrowed his nose. Though he had spent majority of Read More
Feb 072013
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The Muse I met a crazy young man in a bus who wrote about still crazier ones. He had a head full of dreads and asked if I thought him sick in the head Dunno, Read More
Jan 202013
The night blackened with intensity as some strange force crept over the atmosphere. The gust of wind blew stronger. The bushes on both sides became more disturbed. The air grew colder. I felt my Read More
Dec 272012
‘Wow! That was awesome.’ ‘I’ll give you five hundred bucks just to play it again.’ ‘My goodness! Was that George Benson you just played?’ ‘Never heard a harmonica played so sweetly!’ ‘Please play it again! Read More
Nov 072012
A gust of wind blew through the campus grounds on a Saturday evening, picking up all manner of dead leaves littered across the academic landscape. Like some mythical spirit, it seemed to give life to Read More
Nov 012012
I didn’t like Harry the first time we met. Apart from the fact that he didn’t make a good first impression that day, I was also in a very bitter mood; the emotional residue of being recently Read More
Oct 192012
The dull light of the setting sun splashed across the almost cloudless sky that blanketed the campus. It created a strange hue reminiscent of the brush strokes of some master artist. You could see Read More
Jun 142012
I was at home watching TV and sipping on a can of malt when I got the call. ‘Hello?’ ‘Hi Afro…it’s me, Ben…’ ‘Yeah, Ben…wetin? Ben was a friend who was fond of getting into Read More
May 232012
Jeff looked at Okon. Okon looked back at him. ‘Well?’ ‘What?’ ‘Start the car now!’ ‘Oh…that…yeah!’ Okon hurriedly started the engine and they drove off. The prostitute reclined in the back seat and began to Read More
May 152012
‘Jesus!!’ Okon screamed as he slammed his feet hard on the brakes of the ash-grey Honda Accord. The car screeched violently to an abrupt halt, skewing a bit to the side on the empty service Read More
May 022012
It’s amazing how the smell or scent coming from a person can create a strong perception of that person. It doesn’t matter where it’s emanating from. As long as you can perceive a certain smell Read More
Mar 292012
Once again the scribe acts the messenger As I put pen to the paper to register… Per chance you meet the young man called Scopeman He cuts the picture of some wizkid of a Read More