The Maid Pt. 07

Live Show

Marietta came as usual to Will's apartment the following Friday. To ensure that all was well with the new situation she had created, she asked him if he had enjoyed last weekend with Shirley and remarked that she was sure they would enjoy their dinner out the following day. There was no edge to her voice. Will and Shirley dating each other suited her.

When she had cleaned, they sat down for coffee and Marietta told Will that her client had been very happy with the video. 'He even complimented you on the size of your cock,' she joked.

'Do you make much money with these videos?' he asked.

'Yes, you can make good money online,' she said, 'cam shows, videos, selling stuff. I started out by joining a cam site, to get my face known.'

He grinned at that, and she laughed and said, 'my face and other things.' She continued and as she spoke, it felt to Will like being at a seminar about how to set up a business, which is, of course, exactly what she had done. It was really just an extension of cleaning with benefits. However, Marietta never spoke of her cleaning clients using the language of business. There was a difference to her. Online was sex work, cleaning with benefits she kept more comfortably ambiguous.

'I wanted to see how other women doing online sex did it. What was the best way to be successful and build up a large and loyal clientele? I set up an account on the site as a man, so that I could go to other women's rooms and watch how they did it.'

He had the feeling suddenly that her unusual candour about her online work was the build up to something.

'The secret is to engage with the men who come to your room. Make yourself into someone they feel like they can talk to and get to know, imagine they're in a relationship with. I created another me; she's called Adelfa, she's a few years younger than me, separated, grown up kids, a former bar girl and prostitute. You can imagine, whore with a heart of gold persona. I slut it up when I'm her, lot of make up, dirty mouth, smoking cigarettes. The tattoos help too.'

He saw her thus in his mind's eye. Adelfa was not another woman; she was Marietta taken to her most extreme possible incarnation.

'Then, once I had a client base, I could work on the site less often. They take half your earnings. When I do one to one, I get all the money. I do live video call shows, I make videos like we did last week, and I charge according to what guys want. Sometimes I need a man to help me, and sometimes another woman. I'm open to all requests, but there are things I can do and things I can't. and there are things I won't do. The more specialist a client's requirement, the more it costs.'

He wanted to ask what she could not do and what she would not do, but he felt he should resist the temptation.

'I have about fifteen regular clients who have been with me for over a year, some longer than that. They all imagine I'm their girlfriend. As long as the know it's just fun and I'm not interested in marrying them or whatever, it works. One or two have got silly in the past and become jealous and possessive, so I had to drop them. If you're going to play these games, you've got to follow the rules. That way, everyone gets what they want with any nonsense.'

Will's mind drifted for a moment. He had got a little too attached to a prostitute he had known when he was a young graduate student. She was a woman in her fifties whose company he had enjoyed once a month for a year or so, until one day he had declared his love for her and made a scene. She told him she would not see him anymore, until he learned to manage his emotions.

By the time he had learned to keep control of himself, he had moved on, and his feeling for her had died. She retreated into an erotic twilight of his mind, to be recalled in pleasant memories during solitary nights of masturbation. She had been an important teacher in his sentimental education, preparing him for what he had now and equipping him to keep it: Marietta and Shirley, Shirley and Marietta. All behaving like adults, no messy out of control teen romance emotions.

'Did you enjoy being filmed last week?'

He had enjoyed it. 'Yes,' he said, 'it added an extra edge.'

'Would you like to do a live show with me today?'

It was not shock or surprise that prevented him from answering. It might have been excitement, because he knew immediately, he wanted to do it.

'It's not a problem if you don't want to. I've an appointment to do a show with a guy this evening. He's expecting a solo show. I can bring it forward and give him a surprise by having a co-star with me.

'Let's do it,' said Will enthusiastically.

'Really?' She sounded genuinely surprised.

'Yes.'

'Ok. I need to call him and tell him we're on early.'

She picked up her phone and as she dialled, she left the kitchen and went to the living room. She was back in a moment and said, 'he needs fifteen minutes to prepare.'

Will's computer was on a desk in the living room, so they had to set up there. He had a webcam with a long cable, which they placed on the coffee table and pointed it at the sofa. While they set things up, Marietta told Will what they would do.

'If you don't want him to see your face, you can wear a mask.'

Will thought for a moment; it would look silly, but he saw the sense of it. He trusted her implicitly, and she surely had good relationships with her clients based on trust. After all, if a video made surreptitiously turned up in an amateur porn site and she became aware of, she would dump the client and no more fun for him and as she had said, the ones who had come that far with her all imagined they had some kind of relationship with her, but you never know.

It would not help Will's career to be seen on the internet fucking his sixty-plus maid in an amateur porn clip. A mask was a good idea, and he had one.

'I have a mask,' he said, and went to get it from the wardrobe in the spare room. Marietta almost screamed with laughter when Satan wearing a polo shirt, and shorts walked into the room.

'Perfect,' she said, 'I've aways wanted to be fucked by the Devil. He will love this. Will wondered if 'he' was Marietta's client or the Devil.

Marietta plastered her lips with crimson red lipstick.'

'This guy likes red lipstick,' she said and smiled coquettishly.

'So do I,' said Will, excited at the thought of being sucked off by those shocking red lips.

They were ready and waiting when the client called. Marietta greeted him and they talked small talk for a minute. Will stood aside. He could see the client onscreen, but the client could not see him. He was surprised to find that the client was a Filipino man, old, perhaps seventy, but handsome and quite distinguished looking.

'Let me introduce you to my co-star,' said Marietta to the camera and beckoned Will to step into the frame.

The man on screen laughed and said, 'you've finally found the one who can satisfy you, Satan himself.'

'We will see,' said Marietta.

'The usual show?' asked the man.

'Just as you like it,' she replied.

There was something that felt conspiratorial about the way they spoke to each other, but Will was too busy preparing himself to notice. He was excited and preparation meant telling himself not to cum too quickly. He had learned at sex parties and swinging venues in England in his twenties that being watched heightened the pleasure he took in sex.

Will sat beside Marietta as she opened her legs for the camera and began to play with her pussy. She had a large black dildo in one hand, and she began to rub its tip over her spread pussy lips. She stared into the camera as she played with herself, unblinking. Michael watched the screen where in a smaller box he could see Marietta and himself beside her. In the larger box, her client had stripped naked, and he was caressing a slim erect cock about five inches long. Will felt an adolescent thrill at the thought that his was significantly bigger.

Will watched as Marietta pushed her toy into herself and then let go of it and used her vaginal muscles to make it move in and out. She stared at the camera and told the man, 'just think what this pussy would do to a cock like yours, so small, I could crush it.'

Will was a little taken aback, but the man replied enthusiastically, 'oh yes, you fucking whore, abuse me, insult my cock.'

'Yes, I am a fucking whore, I am his whore and soon he's going to fuck me with his big cock, a real man's cock. That's what a slut like me needs.'

Will was enjoying her dirty talk as much as the man on the screen.

Marietta continued to move the dildo in and out of her pussy with her muscle movements as she told Will to stand up and turn towards her. She pulled his shorts down and started caressing his cock. He was fully erect withing seconds.

'Look,' she told the man on screen, 'this is a cock. Not like your little willy. A woman needs a big hard cock in her cunt to satisfy her. I'm having this one in all my holes. Watch, you little fucking wanker.'

The man sighed with pleasure as he wanked himself, lost in her abuse of him. However much he had paid, he was getting his money's worth.

Marietta told Will to give her a cigarette, and he light her.

'I'm going to cock smoke him,' she told her client.

She took a drag and took the first inch of Will's cock into her mouth. She kept her mouth open and exhaled around his prick. Blue smoke tumbled and rose around Will's cock. Marietta's lips closed around his shaft. She pressed them hard against it and when she released his cock to take another drag, there was a perfect red ring around his shaft.

The man on screen cried, 'oh, yes.'

Marietta barked at the man on screen, 'don't you fucking dare cum before I give you permission.'

'I won't ma'am,' he meekly replied.

Will could tell they had been through this routine before. He wondered who Marietta's co-stars in the past had been.

Marietta alternated between sucking Will's cock and taking drags on her cigarette until the cigarette was finished. She stubbed it out and then got to work in earnest on Will's cock, all the time looking at the camera and making eye contact with the man on screen as she ran her lips up and down Will's prick.

She stopped, let Will's cock slip from her mouth, and asked the man, 'do you want to watch him fuck me now?'

The man did.

Marietta had told Will what they would do. She would ride him with her pussy first and then move to her arsehole. She lubricated her arsehole before they started, so that he would slide in easily without her having to dismount, when she switched from one hole to the other.

Will sat on the sofa where Marietta had been sitting. He could feel the wetness in the material of the sofa where her juices had run. He sat back in the chair with his legs quite close together and his cock proudly standing tall and ready. Marietta was going to ride reverse cowgirl. She placed her feet on either side of Will's legs, and he supported her back as she guided his cock into her ever-hungry cunt.

She began to ride, her hands leaning on his thighs for balance and Will behind her holding her so that she could keep her balance. When he was all the way in, she leaned back, and Will supported her as she rode. The man on screen had the perfect view of Will's cock sliding in and out of her pussy as she rode him.

The man was getting more excited.

'Oh, yes, fuck him, ride his cock, take it all.'

'Yes,' replied Marietta, 'look at this big hard cock fucking me. You could never do that. Yours is too fucking small. It wouldn't even touch the sides. I need a fucking real man's cock like his. Come on, fuck me, fuck me!'

The more she taunted him, the more the man enjoyed it.

Marietta told Will to take hold of his cock to steady it. She lifted her pussy from his cock and as she sat again, she moved forward a couple of inches and with perfect accuracy, her sphincter came to rest on the head of his cock, before she sat and her arsehole, despite its delicious tightness, swallowed his cock with perfect ease. She gasped as Will's generously large cock stretched her rectal canal as wide as it would go.

The man almost roared, 'yes!' as Marietta's arsehole sucked Will's cock into its dark forbidden depths. Will gasped too, but where Marietta's gasp was one of pain as her rectum stretched to meet this invasion, Will's gasp was one of pure pleasure as the soft velvet skin inside her caressed the shaft of his cock.

Marietta began to ride again. Her facial expressions told the man on screen that having this big cock up her arsehole was more intense than having it in her cunt, but she was soon purring with pleasure as she found her rhythm and the cock slid in and out of her now fully diluted arsehole.

'Look at that,' she barked at the camera. 'You will never have this. I might give you some cunt one day, but you are not good enough for arse. Only guys with cocks this big can have arse,' she cried.

Marietta had told him to cum in her arse, and that was what he would do. Behind Marietta as he was, Will could not see the man, but he could hear that he was getting close to cumming, which meant that Will could stop holding it back and let go too.

Will heard the man's voice getting louder as he told Marietta to take that cock up her dirty fucking whore arsehole and Marietta, being Marietta, gave as good as she got.

'Is this want you like, you little wanker? Watching me take big fucking cocks up my fucking arse. Yes, I know what you like. Come on slave, shoot your cum for me, you little fucking limp dick.'

The man cried out and Will knew he had cum, but the show was not over yet.

'Now, you can cum,' Marietta told Will.

'Come on, fill my arsehole with spunk,' she shouted. Will hoped his neighbours were not at home. He was ready to oblige. He shouted out loud as he pumped three then four good spurts into the depths of Marietta's arse.

Marietta stopped moving and sat with Will's cock deep in her arse. Slowly, she lifted herself off. She asked Will to move and sat where he had been and leaned back and holding them together, she raised her legs. She said, 'watch.'

The man on screen evidently knew what she was going to do. He had probably requested it. Will did not guess until her saw her sphincter pucker as she strained until a loud, crisp fart rasped out of her arsehole.

'Cum farts,' she said with lascivious pleasure. Will and the man watched intently as Marietta's sphincter bulged outwards until it looked like she was going to shit. After several pushes and strains, a large dribble of Will's spunk plopped from her arsehole, quickly followed by a second. She reached down with her hand and rubbed the spunk over her rosebud. She sat up and licked her fingers, greedily lapping up the sperm that had just drooled out of her gaping shitter.

'Look at that. He cream-pied my arsehole. I bet you'd love to lick that up.' There was almost a sneer in her voice as she roared the words at her client.

That was the climactic moment of the show. Another satisfied customer. The man was spent. He thanked Marietta and they exchanged see you next times.

Marietta said she wanted tea, so Will went to the kitchen to make some. As they sat drinking it, Marietta said, 'we put on a good show. You can be my co-star again.'

'You know, I enjoyed it. Last week the filming was fine, and this week, knowing we were being watched added to the excitement. It was very intense.'

'It was,' she said. 'You were wild. I thought you were going to rip my arse to pieces.'

'It was you on top controlling the movements!' he said.

She grinned.

'I love it up my arse. What did you think of the cum farts?'

'Genius,' said Will.

'Yep, that's me. I'm an erotic genius, the Queen of Whores, Empress of Filth, the Goddess of Sluts.'

They laughed and when their laughter ended, they sat quietly and contentedly in the afterglow of pleasure that follows fabulous sex.

As they were finishing their tea and Marietta began preparing to go, Will said, 'I was surprised your client was a Filipino guy.'

She looked at Will for a long moment and said, 'he's not a client; he's my husband.'