I was twenty two and single when I met Beverley (Bev). I fell instantly in love with her. I think it was her dreamy eyes although her 36D's and her long legs helped. She is one of those women that when she walks into a room all male heads turn to look at her. To my amazement she said yes when I asked her out. I knew she was a little older but was shocked to find that she was nearly thirty. Older or not I was madly in love. We had been out together about a dozen times and had made very passionate love on six of those occasions. Although we met and made love, always at my house, I had never been to her house or met any of her family or friends. Come to that she always avoided telling me what she did for a living. Whatever it was, it had to be well paid as she was never short of money and drove a very nice car. Our next night out Bev told me that she would be away for the best part of a fortnight due to work and would see me on her return. We made long passionate love that night and I almost asked her to marry me. I'm not quite sure what held me back, but something didn't quite feel right. Two weeks later she still hadn't called me and I tried numerous times to call her to no avail. I decided to turn up to her house and see what was happening. On ringing the doorbell a fairly elderly man answered the door and looked confused when I asked for Bev. I described her and he said, "Oh you mean Harriette." I must have looked completely confused. "You had better come in," he told me. I followed him through to the kitchen and sat with him drinking tea. He informed me that Bev / Harriette was his daughter. I asked where she was and he told me that she had been in Los Angeles, but is now in Paris and will be home late tomorrow. I said that she must have a good and exciting job traveling around like that. "You don't know do you?" he asked. I asked, "Know what," Then you could have knocked me down with a feather when he told me that she is a porn star and she was away on a couple of shoots. At first I thought he was joking, but that soon changed when he returned from the next room with a photo album and handed it to me. On opening it the first photo was Bev bent over with a well hung man embedded in her pussy. The second photo was two men either end of her fucking her face and pussy. I couldn't look at any more and closed the book. He offered to show me some of her films and although he seemed proud of her I just couldn't look at them. I went home feeling quite dejected and upset. The following evening Bev called me to tell me she was home and would see me the following night. I must have seemed quiet as she asked me if I was ok. I told her I was ok and the call ended with her blowing me a kiss. the following evening I collected her and we went out to a nice restaurant. Over the meal I asked her how her trip had gone and she said that it was tiring but good fun and quite financially rewarding. I again pressed her for what she did for a living. Again Bev brushed off my questions and changed the topic. I wasn't going to let it go and pressed again asking what she did for a living. Bev responded saying she was in social media. I had never heard of porn being called social media before. I asked what it entailed and I could see that she was beginning to know that I knew what she did for a living. I had to press twice more before she blurted out that she was a porn star and did that upset me. I told her I was confused rather than upset. I couldn't understand why she did porn films. Bev asked if we could discuss it somewhere much quieter after our meal. I agreed the restaurant wasn't the place for this conversation. Later sat in my car she asked how I knew, and I told her that her father had told me, and that her name was Harriette. She answered that by telling me that she used her second name which is Beverley as she never liked her birth name. She went on to tell me that her father had the onset of dementia and didn't always know who he was talking to and would tell them almost anything. I told her that I was glad that he did and that I now knew the truth. Bev went on to tell me that when her mother was ill she needed an operation and it wasn't covered under the NHS and Bev tried to raise the money and was struggling to get it when she was offered a part in a porn film. Her father due to his problems was unable to hold a job. So Bev told herself that it would be a one off. She was surprised that although it was really hard work she had enjoyed it as she could be someone else not worry about what she was doing. When she got paid the money was so good that when she was struggling for money again she gave in and did further porn sessions. By the time she told me this she was a little bit weepy. Like a softy I put an arm around her to comfort her. She cried into my shoulder sobbing that she loved me and didn't want to loose me. We ended up back at my house and in bed. I kept thinking about the men that might have fucked my girlfriend over the last few weeks. It got me excited thinking about it and pounded Bev's pussy until I came deep in it. As we lay quietly afterwards I asked Bev what she had to do in her porn shoots. She told me about some of the men and what they did. It had me hard as a rock again as she told me and I turned Bev around and on her knees and pounded her as she described what happened on one shoot. I was more than a little shocked when we lay quiet again and she told me that during the fifteen days she was away she spent ten days on sets getting fucked in all her holes. I had never fucked her arse and although she had given me blow jobs I hadn't face fucked her and here she was telling me that she had both done to her in the last fortnight. It got me excited again and Bev realized that far from being upset with her I was getting excited knowing that she performed and fucked with other men and even more exciting sometimes other women. Bev was pleased that I wasn't about to drop her because of her employment. She told me that between once a month and sometimes once every two months she would go on shoots that lasted anything up to a fortnight at a time. I asked and she told me that in total she had been on eighteen shoots but had lost count of how many men she had been with or how many film clips she had made. I got exceptionally excited when she told me about a gang bang with six men. It was about six weeks later that she told me that she had another booking and that she would be going to Holland for the next shoot. I got excited at the thought that my girlfriend was going to get fucked multiple times over a ten day period. Then to get me even more excited she asked if I wanted to go with her. To say I was excited was an understatement. I was rock hard and fucked Bev several times imagining it was other men while she was being filmed as we fucked. I did go with her to Holland and went with her on her first days shoot. I can tell you it is one thing thinking about it and completely another watching your girlfriend getting used by many men. On just the first day she sucked at least six cocks, fucked by just as many if not more and sodomized twice. Far from just getting excited, I got jealous as I could only sit or stand there and watch my girlfriend being used. Bev seemed to be enjoying it. That night in our hotel we cuddled. Bev said she didn't want to fuck with me as she might get too sore before the end of the series of shoots. She did however let me lick her pussy and she did suck me off. Half way through the second day I couldn't watch any longer and ended up watching on another set that was being shot. I did enjoy seeing other girls and women getting used, but the jealousy was too great to watch Bev being used. Although I was enjoying our time away and watching other shoots, I couldn't watch Bev. I think she was worried that it might end our relationship. Far from it, back home our relationship was at full speed and I now had images in my head to fuel my excitement. Again it wasn't long before she was off again for another shoot. Although I was invited I declined as watching was not my thing. Each night Bev rang me and told me of her day and I got very excited and sometimes had to relieve myself. When she returned we were like love starved rabbits. The main thing that worried me was that she would find someone on a shoot and run off with him. After the next shoot I asked Bev to marry me. She was surprised that I would want to marry her knowing what she did to earn money. Well we did get married and I continued to get excited when she was away shooting. After being married for almost ten years any feelings of jealousy had subsided and I again went on a shoot with her. Being a little bit older now she was doing shoots where she was meant to be the step mother, so most of the men were quite a bit younger and I even got to see her take one lads virginity. I was not only excited but proud of my wife's performance with the young man. On the next occasion that I went with her they were short of a man for one scene and I was asked to fuck my own wife. I struggled not to come too quickly or come in her, but I did enjoy it. I expected that as we got older Bev would get less work, but that didn't happen, if anything she was more in demand and often ended up in scenes with multiple lads in various roles. I always enjoyed the teacher roles, especially with several lads. Sadly the virus stopped any further shoots. During this year Bev turned fifty and I thought that would be the end of her filming career. Instead as America started to open up again she has had no less than five calls for trips to the states for shoots and two to Holland and one to India. Bev is waiting for things to settle down a bit more before resuming working. The excitement and anticipation of Bev going off filming and fucking has had me hard for weeks. I just wonder how long she can go on filming before the calls stop. I'll just enjoy it while it lasts.