Porn Camp
Copyright© 2026 by Phil Brown
Chapter 8: The New Bed
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 8: The New Bed - “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
Tuesday 6/9
I set the alarm on my phone to wake me up before Dad or Crystal left for work which is how I came to be up almost before the sun on Tuesday morning.
I think that dad was surprised to see me, but Crystal maybe not so much. I had mentioned it to her briefly, yesterday. But I still wanted full compliance from both Crystal and Dad before anything happened.
“Has Crystal told you what happen with Peyton yesterday?” I asked.
Dad looked at me to see if I was serious. “Yes, she told me. We try not to keep secrets from each other,” he said.
“Good. I just wanted to make sure you were up to speed. And since she told you about Peyton, did she mention the twins?”
Dad nodded.
“That’s good too, because I have this theory about them.”
Then I began to relate all the things that I had surmised about the twins. They listened patiently until I finished.
“That sounds very astute, Ryan. And I’m sure Crystal could tell us if it’s on target since they are her daughters and I think she knows them well.”
“I think Ryan is uncannily accurate in his assessment. But let him explain where I think he is going with this.”
“My whole point is that the twins are highly competitive, and now that they know I’ve had sex with their sister, they’re not going to rest until I have sex with them too. And as I said, they don’t seem to function very well when they’re apart and I believe that they’ll want to be together when they have sex for the first time. That’s why I would like Crystal to be with her daughters, when they do,” I explained. “I could ask Heather to help me, but they’re quite the handful and besides, I’ve only known her for a week.”
“I can see your reasoning, and I must tell you that Crystal and I have discussed the possibility, but only briefly and not nearly as thoroughly as you have this morning.” Dad said.
“Then you understand that I will be naked in front of your new wife and that she might also become naked in front of me in the course of things. I’m not saying it will happen, only that it could happen and I would never want to put myself or her in the position of potentially hurting you.”
“Thank you for your consideration but I guess I should explain our relationship to you. You see, Crystal and I have what most people call a semi-open relationship where over the past three years we have occasionally shared partners with the right couple and under the right circumstances. We have two basic rules. To talk about it beforehand and always be honest.
“And always be discreet,” Crystal added.
“Okay, three rules,” he chuckled.
Dad could tell I was visibly relieved as he laid his hand on my shoulder.
“I’m proud of you, son, for what you’re doing for your step-sisters. I will tell you that Crystal and I have been discussing going to Camp Sunshine sometime this summer and taking you and the girls with us.”
“But we haven’t discussed it with them yet and I would appreciate you letting me handle that,” Crystal asked.
“No problem,” I told her with relief.
“When’s your next day off,” I asked Crystal.
“Well, since you were new here, I took the whole week off. So, unless Mrs. Carlottie goes into labor, I should be around. I need to take Madison to get her braces, but I think that’s on Friday. And her birthday party is Saturday. She is sorry you’re going to miss it. Do you have a plan?”
“I’m going to be sorry to miss all this but I’ve got to go,” Dad said. Then he ruffled my hair like he used to do and circled the table to kiss Crystal. “I hope you have fun today. You really deserve a treat every now and then.”
Then he was out the door as I stood there, staring at his retreating back. Did my dad really just tell me what I thought he was telling me?
“I’m going back to bed. It the twins show up, we’ll deal with it then. To be honest, I’m hoping they don’t. I have to finish packing and I need to go by the studio to check on some details,” I explained.
“I hope our family issues are not going to cause you problems,” Crystal told me.
“To be honest, I find myself growing to like having stepsisters.”
“Hello,” I said to the cell phone. Then it rang again. Shit! I hadn’t pressed the button.
“Hello,” I said again.
“Ryan? This is Carolyn at Lancelot Studios. Lorena asked me to call you. She said to tell you that she’s had another no-show and really needs you. Can you come in?”
“Tell her I’m on the way. About an hour with traffic,” I told her.
Heather was coming out of the bathroom when I hung up.
“I have to go...” I started.
“I heard. Do you mind if I ride in with you? I don’t have any scenes, but I need to pick up my official invitation.”
“Sure. Just know that I think they want me to do a couple of scenes today. At least that’s what it sounded like.”
Traffic was light and we made it in thirty-two minutes. We would have made it faster but I stopped and bought a dozen breakfast sandwiches because I was starved.
“Oh boy! Food!” cried Wayne, the key grip, when I set the bags on his desk.
“Help yourselves,” I told them. “Anyone seen Lorena this morning?”
“She’s in her office. We had a couple of no-shows and she scrambling so we don’t lose the day,” Tim told me.
So I headed up to her office and passed Heather in the hall.
“Got it!” she said, waving her invitation.
We went to Lorena’s office together to see what the damage was.
“I’m so glad you were able to come in. You seem to be making a habit of bailing me out of trouble,” she said with relief. “One of the guys called in from Nevada. It seems he went up there for a music festival and got arrested, and I’ve got Jenny Love here for a MILF scene.”
What’s a MILF?” I asked.
“It’s an acronym for Mother I’d Like to Fuck,” Heather quickly explained.
“Yes. That’s the niche where we normally use older women. And Jenny is usually a big draw.”
“You’re going to love this,” Heather added, while holding both hands out in front of her mimicking big tits.
“Here. Sign this and let’s get you to makeup. Jenny is acting impatient this morning,” she said and then ushered me out the door.
Twenty minutes later I was made up with a dark tan and dressed in baggy swim shorts. The scene had me as a pool boy for some rich MILF. We were on the swimming pool set with a big chaise lounge. I was handed a pool skimmer and started stage right.
“Don’t worry about the script, just follow Jenny’s lead. She’s an old hand at this and will tell you what to do,” the director told me.
Then I saw Jenny. Wow! She was definitely old enough to be my mother, but she looked pretty good. Her body was not fat, but rather filled out is the best way to describe her. You know how young girls get broader hips and bigger busts and the rest just kind of fills in. Her blond hair was shoulder length and probably came from a bottle and her breasts in that little swimsuit appeared to be natural, but I would be able to tell better in a few minutes.
“And ACTION!” the director called and Jenny immediately began talking to me with very few gaps for me to answer. But when an answer was called for, I gave it and she seemed satisfied.
She was slightly on the aggressive side and when we were through, I felt like I had been in an MMA fight. I was sweaty and bruised and had several scratches on my back. I heard later that she wasn’t in this for the money, she just liked to get her ashes hauled by a young stud about once a month. Still, Lorena said her shorts were popular, which meant she made the studio money.
I hugged her goodbye and hurried to the shower in Lorena’s office. When I came out, Lorena was gone, but there was Heather with my clothes and a pair of turkey sandwiches from Subway.
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