The Art of Growing

"Ben's photos are so hot," Willow said.

"He told us about the conversation. Who knew it would develop that way?" Luna said, seeing Rebecca's mouth full of Ben's cum.

"I want to see that IRL," Willow told her.

"So you're a cuck?" Luna chuckled.

"Maybe? Rebecca is hot," Willow shrugged.

"Can't argue with that," Luna said.

"What else do you think is going on out there right now?" Willow wondered.

"Probably the whole house is a fuckfest," Luna told her.

"Interesting..." Willow said.

"Do you want to join them? Or maybe something like that at your house?" Luna teased.

"Oh, please. You think my house is far from that?" Willow chuckled.

"I'm sure something similar happened in your house," Luna said.

"River enjoys teasing Dad too much. According to her, she's the prize for finishing the book," Willow shrugged.

"Sounds like River," Luna nodded.

"And from what I know, Mom did blow Oak several times, but that's it," Willow continued.

"What about you?" Luna asked.

"You know I sucked Oak once with River, and I didn't do anything since. I am still figuring out who my first swinging partner will be," Willow told her.

"Well, you now have Ben's family too," Luna grinned.

"David is hot for his age," Willow grinned back at her.

"Mmm, yes. Uncle David is very fuckable," Luna agreed.

"That's an option, as far as I'm concerned," Willow said. She wasn't sure who, and the options were starting to pile up. Maybe she just needed to rip the band-aid off next time she and Ben hung out with another couple.

"What about you?" Willow asked her girlfriend.

"I think something will happen soon. Daddy is checking me out freely, and I see Finn and Jade fucking all the time, besides my regular nights with Melody," Luna filled her in on everything.

"We are going into a whole family fucking, huh?" Willow said.

"Seems that way," Luna agreed.

"Feels wrong but also so right," Willow said.

"I know what you mean. Since I did it with Melody, this has been on my mind, and now seeing Ben fully embracing it makes me want to also embrace it," Luna confessed.

"Me too..." Willow said.

"Fuck, now I am horny," Luna complained.

"Well..." Willow grinned.

"Where?" Luna immediately asked.

"One of the teachers' offices?" Willow suggested.

"I want something more... public," Luna grinned.

"Under the school field benches?" Willow suggested.

"Sounds good," Luna agreed.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuu," Luna cried out while Willow's hand was over her mouth.

"Quiet. People will hear us," Willow said to her.

"Let them. Keep rimming my ass," Luna moaned.

Willow shook her head and shoved her tongue back into her girlfriend's perfect ass.

Luna was fully clothed; only her underwear was pulled down, and because she was wearing a skirt, it gave Willow access.

Willow loved how Luna's ass tasted and fully enjoyed rimming her. Her tongue danced inside Luna's tight hole while Luna's moans started to get out of control.

"Put the panties in your mouth," Willow commanded Luna.

"Fineee," Luna tried to say before another wave of pleasure hit her.

Luna put her own panties in her mouth, which were soaked from the talk earlier. Luckily, she had several spares in her bag.

All the juices that the panties had absorbed were now filling her mouth, so while her lover ate her ass, she was tasting her own juices, which tasted pretty good.

"Ffffff," Luna muffled through the panties in her mouth as she neared orgasm.

Willow saw how close her girl was and started to finger Luna while she kept rimming her, which drove Luna to the edge pretty fast.

"Ahhhhhhhh," Luna shouted, which luckily wasn't too loud with panties in her mouth.

"Thanks, babe. I really needed that," Luna smiled at her. After she came, she took the panties out and caught her breath.

"Always happy to eat you," Willow laughed.

"You need help too?" Luna suggested.

"I wish, but I gotta go. I have a meeting at the gallery," Willow told her.

"I'm only hearing about this now?" Luna asked sternly.

"So, you wouldn't have time to ask more questions," Willow said seriously.

"Slut," Luna pouted.

"I am yours and Ben's slut," Willow said tenderly.

"Yes, you are," Luna grinned.

"Dare!" Willow suddenly said.

"Accepted," Luna laughed.

"Stay without panties all day," Willow smiled mischievously.

"Good one," Luna laughed.

"I know. Send me updates. Gotta go," Willow said, seeing the time. She went to Luna, gave her a quick kiss, and bolted out.

"Damn, my girlfriend is amazing," Luna thought.

"Maybe I should talk to Ben. I would probably need some serious fucking after practice," Luna thought, and sent a message to Ben.

"Well, time for class and then cheer practice," she thought, and went on her way.

"So, as you know, your painting wasn't chosen this time," an older man said.

"But you were in our final three, and you are still young, so we wanted to talk to you," he said.

"Uncle Charles, can you stop being so serious?" Willow asked the older man.

"Shut up, you brat. I need to be serious when I am in this office," he lashed out, which made Willow laugh.

Charles was older, around sixty years old. He was Skye's art teacher and a successful artist himself. He and Skye were close, and for Willow, he was like an uncle.

Charles also was one of the gallery directors, and he was very serious about his job. Everyone trusted his judgment, and no one suspected him of any sort of nepotism.

"OK, OK, I know. It's just..." Willow said quietly.

"I know you want to be chosen, but I am sorry—there were better works than yours," he said bluntly. Maybe he was like an uncle to Willow, but right now he was on duty.

"I know. I saw the winning painting. I immediately saw several places where he did a lot better than me," she said seriously.

"Although I agree you shouldn't be so hard on yourself, your work reached our top three for a reason," he told her.

Willow just nodded.

"But now for why we called you: the gallery wants to offer you a position as an art teacher for the younger students, and you will get art classes from us, the older generation," he said with a smile.

"So I teach brats, and I have old farts like you teaching me?" Willow grinned.

"The brat stays a brat," Charles said, shaking his head.

"But yes, please. I would like to do that," Willow said seriously. She couldn't pass this chance. Getting to learn from them would bring her one step closer to her dream.

"Good. You have the talent, the passion, and the knowledge you need. Your mom and I made sure of that," Charles said and looked at Willow with nostalgic eyes.

Since Willow was born, he and Skye had taken her to art galleries and had taught her about art, and Willow fell in love with it. Now it was time to let this talent fully blossom.

"When do I start?" Willow asked, her eyes sparkling.

"We have a class in thirty minutes. Want to try it for the first time?" he asked.

"Isn't that too soon?" Willow wondered.

"Do not worry. One of our more experienced teachers will be with you for the first few months," he reassured her.

"OK, so let's go. I am going to be an awesome teacher," she giggled.

"I think I made a mistake," Charles said, shaking his head.

"Maybe," Willow said, tilting her head.

"You are just like your mother when she was young," Charles said.

"Thanks. Mom is awesome," Willow told him.

"I am not fit for this at my age," Charles thought to himself.

"Anyway, off to the class. Mary, the current teacher, will meet you there," he said.

And Willow went there happily. Maybe she didn't get her painting chosen, but she got something equally important, and she was happy and excited about it. And off to class she went, starting something new.