Porn Camp
Copyright© 2026 by Phil Brown
Chapter 31: The Princess
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 31: The Princess - “On behalf of Adult Entertainment Industries and Lancelot Productions, you have been selected to join us for three weeks of extensive training for positions throughout the adult entertainment industry.” The letter began and so too did the adventure. Come join Ryan Owens, a typical eighteen year old high school senior for the fantasy of a lifetime.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Consensual Heterosexual Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Safe Sex Nudism
Thursday 8/6
What can I say? School was school. Not much changed from yesterday except I turned in my Spanish paper based on Eva’s breakfast burritos. I even included a couple of pictures.
I stopped by the house for a quick lunch courtesy of Eva, and was in Lorena’s office by 12:30pm.
“Tell me! Did you hurt that girl when you suddenly plunged into her like that?” Lorena asked. Her voiced was edged in concern.
“Did she act like I had hurt her?” I asked.
“I couldn’t tell. All I noticed was the surprise on her face!”
“What did Dallas tell you?”
“She felt that Lila wasn’t acting at all. But if she was, it was the best that she had ever seen.”
“Okay...” I grinned. “ ... is there a problem here?”
“I just find it hard to believe that you could get that kind of performance out of her. I mean, I saw the raw footage of both shoots and in the first one, I was ready to send her home if I had been there. Then you got that performance out of her in the second shoot and I’m just having a hard time believing it was the same girl!” Lorena exclaimed.
I continued to grin. Lorena was cute when she worked up a good mad and then found it baseless.
“And where do you get off using the techs as actors?” she demanded.
“I just talked to Eric,” Don said to Lorena as he walked in the door. He hadn’t noticed me yet. “He wants you to shoot the girl, what’s her name?”
“Lila Warner,” I supplied.
Don did a quick double-take and continued talking to Lorena. “Yeah, Lila Warner. He wants at least two more shorts to see if she really can act. If she can, he’ll have me sign her.”
I just grinned at Lorena.
“Well, Hell!” Lorena cried as she stood up suddenly. “Why don’t you just give him my job too?” Then she ran from the room.
It was quiet for a moment as Don looked at the door then at me.
“What did you do?” he asked.
I hesitated before answering.
“Oh ... never mind!” he sighed. “Wait right here!” and he disappeared out the door.
It was about fifteen minutes later when Lorena and Don returned. They were escorting another couple with them.
I couldn’t help it. I gasped out loud. Before me stood one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen!
“Princess Sin Yeow, this is Ryan Owens. Ryan, Princess Sin Yeow,” Don said formally.
I don’t know why, but I bowed.
“That will not be necessary, Mr. Owens,” came a soft voice with a modest oriental accent. “Lately, my title has been subject to certain shifts in reality.”
“My friends call me Ryan and it is my fervent hope that you will as well,” I told her.
“Please call me Xing,” she replied. “And this is my bodyguard, Haoyu.”
I reached to shake Haoyu’s hand, but he pulled back and I quickly dropped it. I wasn’t sure what the proper protocol was for bodyguards escorting ‘Chinese Princesses’. He did nod his head at me and so I returned the gesture.
“Ryan, the Princess has asked to meet you. I’ll let her explain what she is seeking,” Don told me and then he escorted Lorena out of her office.
I bid the Princess to be seated and took the seat across from her. I ignored her bodyguard who stood silently behind her.
“It’s your nickel,” I told her.
“Mr. Owens ... Ryan. I understand that you will pay $5,000 USD for my maidenhead,” she said calmly. “Is this true?”
“Sort of...” I replied as I looked at her bodyguard, warily.
“What do you mean ... sort of?”
“If your virginity can be proven. And if you agree to lose it on camera, and if you sign a release allowing us to publish that film on our websites, then we will pay you the standard performance rate and a bonus of $5,000 USD,” I explained.
I won’t bore you with the next two hours of negotiations. Needless to say they were so silly as to be borderline ridiculous. For instance, she wanted to do the deed right now and go home with the cash (which was impractical). She thought the word of a Princess was adequate and no medical exam was necessary. She thought that she would not have to remove her clothing. And she insisted that no one could be present in the room.
You get the idea. I finally had to get Eric on the phone to discuss the issues and after seeing her on facetime (which I didn’t know my new iPhone was capable of) he raised his offer to $10,000 USD cash on a signed release and all of our other requirements being met.
I finally sat her down at Lorena’s desktop and showed her Anastasia’s film.
Xing gulped as she watched my cock slide effortlessly into Anastasia’s pussy, and only when the film ended did she turn and stare at me.
“有人告诉我 (Yǒu rén gàosù wǒ),” she whispered. “我没相信” (wǒ méi xiāng xìn).
[“I was told...” she whispered. “ ... I did not believe.”]
Then I escorted the pair to the commissary for a quick bite to eat. There I learned the rest of the story. It seems that Xing’s father was the Emperor of a small Southern Chinese province called Wangsha. Her mother had been his primary wife (out of twenty-seven wives), but recently lost her status when she failed to produce a son. Xing, raised by her uncle’s family in San Francisco’s Chinatown, also lost her status as princess as well as her financial support. If she could not raise some money quickly, she and her sister would be shipped back to her mother in China, to be locked away in the Emperor’s house of women and forgotten.
When she heard about Anastasia losing her maidenhead for cash, she paused long enough for one of her staff to verify it and then took an early morning flight from San Franscisco and an uber from the airport. And here she was. And she now realized it was true!
When we returned to Lorena’s office. I asked her bodyguard to wait outside the door. Then taking Xing’s hands in mine, I looked in her eyes.
“You don’t have to do this,” I told her. “I’m sure there are other ways that you might raise the money to stay in America.”
“Most Bái rén cannot understand Chinese family politics so I will not bother to try and explain myself to you,” she started. “But suffice it to say that I will honor my pledge and return here in the morning, ready to give myself to you.”
“As you wish...” I said quietly.
I dropped Xing and her bodyguard at the Hilton and explained that the studio would send a car for them in the morning. Then headed for home. I wasn’t upset about tomorrow, but I was unsettled.
“What’s wrong?” Heather asked the minute I walked in the door.
Rather than fight it, I surrendered and started telling her the story. I had to stop and back up when Madison and the other girls came in from school.
“So she left you feeling unsettled?” Heather asked when I finished.
“Yeah ... I guess. I mean I’m not upset or mad or anything else. Just kinda uneasy-like. You know?”
“Do you really want to fuck her tomorrow?” Heather asked. “Or would you like to postpone it a little while?”
“She’s really beautiful, and I know I’ll enjoy being with her. But I wish we had a little more time to get to know one another.”
Then Heather turned to Madison, “See? What did I tell you? That’s what happens when he starts falling in love!”
“So,” she squealed happily, “ ... that’s why he hasn’t made love to me yet? Because he’s falling in love with me?”
I recognized the raised eyebrows and sly grins as they all realized a secret truth. I just left them to their girl talk and beat a hasty retreat.
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