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The last-but-one of the chapters written so far, chronicling the broadening of my teenage wife’s early sex-life, in her teens. In this chapter young pregnant Heather goes from eighteen and three months to eighteen and six months.

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Chapter 23. HEATHER THE PORN STAR. Aged 18.
Takes to serious porn filming like a duck to water – plays a rescued damsel and a pregnant schoolgirl.

A week later, when I came home from work, Heather had a flushed face. “I got a phone call today” she told me excitedly. “About the first porn film.” “Oh yeah?” I queried. “Bill’s picking me up Saturday morning” she said. “He said the filming’ll take most of the day, and guess what – I’m going to get paid £800!”

“Bloody Hell!” I exclaimed. “They must really rate you to pay that much.” My wife giggled. “I should think so!” she laughed. “It never entered my head that I was going to get paid for doing it and being filmed, though. Think what we can do with that!”

On the day in question, she had got a little nervous about it. I had refrained from fucking her for two days in order for her to want it more and so to put up the best possible performance. I was proud of her being wanted for the film, and wanted her to be highly regarded. She said that the film-makers probably wouldn’t mind if I was there as well, so I could come along if I wanted. Clearly she had got a few nerves, and wanted me there for comfort. However, I was able to put her mind at rest, telling her that from what I knew about Bill, she would be treated wonderfully – after all, it wasn’t in their interest to make her not want to co-operate, especially if, as she had told me, they wanted to do another film later, when her belly was bulging with unborn child.

As before, she waited outside to be picked up at the appointed time, 10.00 in the morning. When the car came, it wasn’t Bill, but someone I hadn’t seen before, with another man in the back seat. As she went to get in the front seat, the back door opened, and the man in the back seat beckoned her to get in with him. ‘Mmmm’ I thought – ‘I bet I know where his hands are going to be on the way to wherever they’re going to do the filming!’ Heather slyly blew me a kiss through the window as the car drove away.

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She was brought back, by Bill, after the filming at about 6.00 in the evening. He walked her up to the front door; I opened it and let her in. She kissed me as she walked past me and said “I need to go straight up to bed and sleep – I’m exhausted!” She went straight upstairs into the bedroom, and closed the door behind her. I asked Bill how it went. “Bloody fantastic!” he enthused. “I tell you, I’ve never come across a girl or young married woman so eager for cock as your missus is.” “Well, it really turns Heather on being filmed having sex. How many times did she get fucked, then?” I asked. “Well, she took six loads of spunk in that lovely wriggling belly of hers, I think, plus a few on her face and those gorgeous big breasts” he replied with an amused look on his face. “Of course, she was penetrated a lot more times than that – when you’re making a proper porn film you have to stop and change positions a lot, or move the cameras or adjust the lighting. She’s an absolute natural, and so inspiring to the men, too. She’s agreed to do another session when she’s got a sexy swollen belly, in a few months’ time. Is that OK?”

“If it’s fine by Heather it’s fine by me” I replied. “Just give us a few weeks’ notice.”

“Right you are. Enjoy her ‘til then, you lucky bastard! See you.”

I took a cup of hot chocolate up to Heather at about 10.00pm and she woke up briefly to drink some of it. However, she drifted back off to sleep before she could tell me all about her experience in the porn industry. Next morning, though, after a good night’s sleep, she was full of it (as well as being full of sperm!).

“Well, it was certainly an experience!” she said excitedly. “The scenario of the film that we did in the morning was that I was a single girl living in a block of flats that had caught fire, and had to be rescued by firemen and carried eight or nine floors down the stairs. You’re not allowed to use the lift when there’s a fire. And they actually used artificial smoke, to get the full effect!”

“Well, that’s different – go on!”

“Of course, all I had on was a see-through nightie! I was supposed to be a little bit overcome by smoke, at least enough so I couldn’t walk but had to be carried down. The cameras and lights were all set up in this block of flats they’d got use of, and two firemen in breathing apparatus came in, lifted me up, and started to carry me down the stairway. Of course, the nightie slipped up, showing my breasts and in between my legs. I’d been briefed before what the story was and what was going to happen, so I knew that two floors down I was going to get fucked on the landing!”

“Someone’s got a fertile mind, to come up with this scenario!” I sniggered.

Heather carried on. “On the second landing down, the script was that one of the firemen said to the other that it was no good, he couldn’t carry me any further with such a hard-on, he just had to fuck me! So the other one held me up with my legs open while the other one got inbetween them, pulled down his waterproof fire-leggings and got his hard knob out, stuck it up me and fucked me. He didn’t even take his breathing apparatus mask off – it was like having intercourse with Darth Vader in that new film ‘Star Wars’, with the sound of his heavy breathing through the mask! Weird, but a real turn-on, with the smoke and cameras and lights as well. Then when he’d squirted in me they carried on carrying me down, and guess what – a few floors further down the other one said he had to shag me, too! So he did, this time from behind, with me bent over the bannister! He kept his mask on, as well. Then the rest of the carry-down was filmed, which ended with me being put in the back of the fire-engine with a blanket round my shoulders. After we had a short refreshment break, the last scene was filmed, which was me sucking off the officer-in-charge in the back seat of the fire-engine as he supposedly looked after me after I’d been rescued from the fire. There was spunk everywhere!”

“I’ll bet this looks fantastic on film” I ventured.

My wife giggled. “I should hope so, after all that! After lunch they did another film with me, where I played the only woman in a fire-crew, on night-duty. They put me in fireman’s gear and filmed me doing a drill with the other crew members, then all turning in for the night, then the rest of the crew taking turns getting into bed with me and fucking me! There was more sucking as well – my mouth ached at the end! They want to do another film with me in a few months, when my belly’s got big.”

“Well, bring it on, then!” I laughed.

Heather looked at me seriously. “I do love you, you know” she said quietly. “But I love you more because you let me do stuff with other men – probably even more because I know you like me having sex with them. I like knowing that I’m turning you on when I let other men do it to me.”

“And boys!” I chuckled.

She half-closed her eyes. “Mmmm – and boys. I love the variety of doing it with all those different men and boys – I love the way they want me and lust after my body.”

“And what a body!” I interjected.

“Yeah, I’ve come to realize. And I love it when they lose control when they’re cumming inside me.”

“You’re full of love today, my sweet slut!”

She snuggled in to me, grasped my erect cock and kissed me wetly, pausing only to say “Yeah, and guess who’s going to benefit from that this morning!”

It’s a tough job, but somebody’s got to do it……………..!
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A few months later my wife’s belly had swelled delectably and she made the promised second film. I went along for this one, and they suggested I take part! The scenario was that Heather was a fifteen-year old schoolgirl infatuated with one of her teachers, and that the teacher had been fucking her and got her pregnant. With clever use of make-up and wearing school uniform she could still easily and believably pass for being only fifteen. I have to say that she was brilliant – she could play the innocent, be coquettish or be a slut for the cameras (or even all three at once!). It was so inspiring! I played the part of another teacher who also wanted to fuck her, and the scene they shot was us two teachers getting her into a school storeroom, telling her much we loved her in order to get her to let us fuck her, and then shagging the arse off her, twice each! Highly enjoyable, and the second £800 cheque was very welcome.