Author: mtw1230

Spy Cam
Two weeks later……
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.
12 o’clock in the afternoon my phone is going crazy. It’s Nunu texting me. 911 NOW!!
Still feeling groggy, I peeked at the text and saw 911. In a panic I jumped up and rushed over, curious to what was going on all I could think about was Digg and what the fuck he gotten into this time. I grabbed my glock and Raced over to her place; I saw my boys standing outside the building and Digg was fine.
“What’s good fellas”
“Oh, shit what’s good Quan, I see a nigga finally came out of hiding and shit”
Everyone laughed.
“Fuck all of yall, you niggas dont know my struggle lol”
“Digg let me holla at you real quick, bro.”
“Yea ight.”
Curious to why he was acting strangely, I asked him what was up.
“What’s good Quan, what do you need? “
“You tell me. I got a text from Nunu about saying 911 come quickly. I thought you were in trouble. I strapped up and everything.”
“I appreciate everything bro but im gucci, I have no clue what’s going on let’s head up.”
We stepped off the elevator and entered the apartment, and everything was fine until NuNu walked out naked.
“Mom WTF.”
“Shut the fuck up why are you even here.”
“Quan said you texted 911 and to come over quickly. I was right down the stairs. What do you need? Please cover the fuck up Quan don’t want to see that shit.”
She mumbles, “He already has”
I heard her loud and clear so I know he heard her and he flipped the fuck out. She walks away to grab her robe.
“WTF do you mean he already has.”
With my head down wondering if this is the day he snaps and kills me. I put my hand on my pistol. Boys or not, we live in a cold world.
“Wtf is she talking about Quan.”
Before I could speak, Nunu spoke up.
“Digg, I fucked up and sent him photos that were meant for Q.”
“How the fuck did you make that mistake.”
“They are both listed as Q in my phone, Quan has an iPhone and so does Q.”
“Yeah bro, I didn’t tell you because I figured it would embarrass her and you would flip out. This was about two weeks ago. My bad.”
“That’s why you’ve been ducking motherfuckers, bro.”
Curious as to if he was believing this bullshit or not, I just put my head down and answered yes.
“I apologize Ma, I hope I’m overreacting and nothing else is going on.”
“Yes, you are overreacting and almost got your ass smacked for coming at me like that. Now I texted him because the toilet in my bathroom won’t keep water in it and it keeps going down the toilet like it’s running. So can you help with that?”
“No, I can’t, I apologize ima head out Quan hit my cell when you’re done we need to talk about Pops.”
“Ight, if you’re not downstairs by time I get done, I’ll see you at the spot.”
Digg Is pissed, and I could tell he was still processing the bullshit he just heard. He walked out the house looking sad. I felt my stomach sink with nervousness. I turned and guess who was ready, Nunu. Robe wide open, and she was looking amazing. But I couldn’t help but think about this whole situation and how it could have gone wrong.
“You like this, don’t you, Quan?”
“Your bugging you almost got us caught up and you want to play this game now.”
“Quan, I can see your dick getting hard as you look at me. You may bullshit them little girls around you, but I see through your bullshit.”
I was almost fully erect, and just walked past her and into the bathroom. This has been a shit show day already and here it is close to getting into it with Digg and here it is im thinking about fucking this coo coo bird. I removed the lid from the back of the toilet. They did not connect the chain to the stopper. Then It hit me: she had to mess with it in order to have it fully disconnected. Just to get me over to her house.
“Nunu WTF, there wouldn’t be problem if you stop fucking with shit.”
“Well, you have answered none of my texts or calls in two weeks, so why were you ducking me.”
“Because of shit like today!! I wanted to avoid this, I don’t want to do this anymore. It’s over!”
“It’s over when I say we are over. Now get over here”
Fighting temptation, I just connected the chain and filled it up with water. Washing my hands, I hear moaning coming from the bedroom. I walk into the room and OMG. She was face down, ass up. So I froze and just started watching. She was so wet and I couldn’t believe it; I’m in this position again. Watching it slowly run down her pussy, made my mouth water, and I just wanted to taste her. So I said,
“Yolo, ”
Nunu replies, “Wha…”
Surprised, I started licking her pussy. Long tongue strokes from her clit to her asshole. There wasn’t a place on her body I wouldn’t lick. Licking up and down until her moans became louder, I inserted a finger and bit her ass. Her pussy was gripping my finger, I can tell it’s been a while. Rocking back and forth as I put my arms between her legs and pulled her towards my face. Not allowing her to run away, I pull her legs off the bed onto my shoulders and start tonguing her pussy. Her moans were getting louder. That’s how I knew she was Cumming. She turns the setting up on the wand as I finger her faster and faster. I just knew she was going to skirt.
“OMG, OMG, Fuck don’t stop its right there.”
Screaming so loud I can hear the neighbours banging on the wall. She’s laying off the bed and her legs are shaking out of control.”
“Quan fuck me right now I need to feel you inside of me.”
Something in me wanted to, but I was no longer hard.
“No, this is the last time I will come over here or answer your calls. It’s over. At this point if you told Digg he would kill us both and I’m willing to take that chance,”
With a look of anger and frustration, she still smiled. That scared me. I had a feeling she was up to something.
This can’t be good.
Shit is about to get REAL.
Chyna’s Part of town
“So what’s the word.”
“You tell me Quan, so you haven’t heard.”
“Heard what spit it out, what’s good.”
“We got Pops tied up at the spot”
“Wtf is going on, yall niggas trippin.”
“The safe was straight, but the weed count was off slightly.”
The first thing that came to mind was Chyna. She knew our entire operation, and this was to get back at me. I have answered none of her calls or texts either.
“Digg, take two people with you and go get the safe and Chyna. Be discreet and get to the spot.”
Making my way to the stash house, I called Ace. Ace runs the stash house damn near live there as he owns the house next door to it. If Ace was watching over Pops, I knew I had to get to them quick or Pops was a dead man. Pulling up to the stash house there was no movement outside it was dead silent. This is what I was afraid of. Before I got out of the car, I cocked my pistol to put one in the head, I just had a feeling; It was going to be one for the ages.
Digg hasn’t made it there yet, which is a good thing as he has a quick trigger finger if he hears something he doesn’t like. As I walked in Ace was beating Pop’s face in at this point Pop’s was close to being unrecognizable.
“Ace, Ace. Chill the fuck out if you keep beating his face in he cannot answer us.”
“My fault, boss. I just hate liars and thieves.”
“Ace, how do you know it was him?”
“I don’t.”
“That’s why I run this shit and you do as told.”
That comment made Ace back down and find a wall to chill on.
“Get me some boiling water and a rag. Let me talk to him alone.”
I stepped closer to Pops and squatted down.
“How are you holding up, Pops? Tell me what’s going on.”
He leans forward and spits in my face. This was a oh shit he knows about me and Chyna. I needed to know how long and how much he knew. As I used the rag to wipe my face, Ace stood in shock.
“Ace, get out.”
“How long have you known Pops?”
“I knew the first day. I know the sound of Chyna’s moans. What you didn’t know was I have cameras in every room so me acting sleep was an act. Ask Ace why he was beating me up so bad. I caught his ass too.”
As I turned around, Ace had a look of terror on his face and his eyes went big.
“Ace wtf, is he talking about?”
Before Pops could speak again, Ace shot him with a 9mm to the head. Whatever he was going to say, Ace was a part of it and Pops obviously had proof, I just couldn’t put the pieces together. As I stood there in shock, I snapped out of it because of Chyna’s voice. Digg walked into the room, and Chyna fell to Pops’ feet screaming.
“NO, NO, NO. Why!! he had nothing to do with this. Why did you shoot him?”
In the corner of my eye I can see Ace raising his gun, but this time Digg grabs him.
Bang…
Bang…
The gun goes off. Skinning the top of Chyna’s head to hit Pops again. The second shot hits the back wall. I pull out my 40 on Ace.
“If you make another move, Ace, I will kill you where you stand.”
“Digg tie his ass up next to Pops, Chyna get up and come with me.”
“No.”
Weeping loudly, I grabbed her by her hair and dragged her up the stairs. Trapped in my own thoughts, I hear Ace yell out.
“Dont trust that bitch, she’s trying to fuck up our money, that bitch is for the streets.”
Once I was upstairs, there stood two of Ace’s goons waiting for orders on the next move.
“Who’s strapped out of you three.”
“We all are boss, what do you want us to do?”
I didn’t know where their loyalty lied, so I took their guns and had them go downstairs and help Digg wrap up Pop’s body. I knew Digg didn’t need any help, I just wanted Chyna alone. I sat Chyna in the room with only a mattress on the floor and a floor lamp.
“Chyna, get yourself together, and stop the fucking crying. You did nothing but fuck and suck every dick you could behind Pop’s back. Now what is this shit he had cameras in the apartment.”
She quickly stopped crying and looked confused and scared.
“Pops didn’t have cameras in the house.’
“Yes he did, he also had videos of us fucking.”
“If he did, he knew everything.”
“No shit. But everything like what?”
She looked away with shame on her face. I wanted to find out more.
“If you think he was recording us, I suggest you get to the apartment and look around.”
While I had everyone in one place, I figured I would leave Digg in charge and shoot to the house. I didn’t know where things were, but I was trying to find answers. I padlocked Chyna in the room and away from everyone. The windows had metal gates attached to the outside so she couldn’t get out no matter how much she tried.
“Digg.’”
“YOOO.”
“You’re in charge, I’ll be back in 20 mins.”
“Bro, we are in the middle of some shit you just can’t leave.”
‘I’ll be back in 20 mins.”
I raced over to the apartment wondering where he could have hid cameras and I couldn’t visualize the apartment and where things were. I reached the building and avoided the cameras using the back staircase. We kept a key attached to the fire extinguisher box in case of emergencies. Walking up to the door, my heart was pounding. Not knowing what I was going to find, I found myself stuck. I had flashbacks to all the times me and Chyna had sex in the house and where we had sex. The thought that I betrayed someone for a piece of ass left me with a pit in my stomach.
I walked in, and I looked directly at a bookshelf that had this little figurine on it and right behind it I can see a camera lense. All I could think of was how many times I’ve walked in and looked at that damn bookshelf. I reached for the camera and removed it from the shelf and sure enough there was a small camera spray painted to match the book shelf. All I could think was where else did he hide the cameras, and what else had he caught on film. I make my way to the back room where Pops spent most of his time and sure enough the safe is in plain view, as if someone tried to open it. Only three people knew the safe code and where the emergency key was, so someone had to pressure Pops to open it. Looking around the room I couldn’t find anything so I decide to sit in pops chair to take a break.
The chair was uncomfortable, and I had to get up and walk out the room. Then it hit me: he wouldn’t spend hours on hand in an uncomfortable chair. I ripped open the seat to search the cushion. I got nothing, but as I looked back at the chair and looking right at me was a small zipper attached to the back part of the chair. I unzipped it, and a remote with a small yellow folder was inside. The yellow folder had a flash drive inside. The remote had a playback button. Curious to what it did, I pushed it. The tv turned on and asked what day would you like to view? Just clicking today at 10 am, I froze. There were five cameras in the house. One watching the door, the second was in the living room but covered the kitchen as well. The third was in the room where Chyna and Pops slept. The last two were in the back room where I was. One in the corner staged as a smoke detector, then one in the closet looking down between boxes to capture the person opening the closet and accessing the safe.
What the fuck was he looking for?