The moon shone through the clear glass panels that made the entirety of the back wall of the house. The light dimly illuminated a showroom filled with sports cars and in the corner a small wine room. A naked man with caramel-colored skin opened the door and came out with a bottle of wine and an opener.
He was muscular with chiseled abs and wide shoulders. His face was handsome, with messy black hair and a soulpatch beard beneath his thick lower lip. A trail of curly hair led from beneath his navel, down to impressive dark brown genitals. On his right shoulder was a tattoo of a coiled green anaconda and the letters UCU. Around his neck hung two silver crucifixes.
He closed the door behind himself as he went to a king-sized bed sandwiched between the wine room and one of the shiny sports cars. Sitting at the edge of the bed was a beautiful blonde woman, wearing a white cropped top and baggy pants. She was looking down with slightly red sclera around the blue irises of her eyes. He sat down, a couple feet from her, and screwed the opener into the cork. He began to pop it out, but the cork broke in half.
"Fuck!" he swore. He pushed the cork into the bottle until it popped in and wine spurted out. "Damnit." He took a slip. "Bleh," he coughed.
"Marlon " she said, "I'm sorry, I-"
"Just drink," he said, handing her the wine bottle.
She took a small sip before passing it back. She couldn't taste the cork, but she had already drunk several wine glasses earlier.
"Listen. I'm sorry I fucked this all up," she said.
"No, I did," he said sincerely.
"What do you mean?"
"Last year," he sighed. He took another large sip. "I wanted to... have some fun and not care about the consequences. First with your mom and then you happened. You. I mean, you're... fuckin' Courtney Savage. Probably the hottest actress in Hollywood," he passed the wine back.
"Right," she scoffed.
"Well besides Kelly B."
She nodded appreciatively, and smiled at his choice in women, taking a swig and passing it back.
"No, I mean it. I was beyond lucky to be with you or Cara. And... you were... good. Real good. And now everything is all..." he looked towards her and she met his gaze. "With Grandma Addy and her d-" He sat the wine down and stood up.
"Don't say it," she said, rising from the bed. She pulled him into a tight embrace. Her face pressed into his broad shoulder, her large breasts against his hard abs. She felt the warm muscles of his back against her fingers and a tingle started between her legs. Marlon pulled back a little.
He held her face and kissed her forehead. He was hardly ever so gentle with her. She looked up at him, sad that recent events had changed their family so much. After a moment she kissed his lips. He pulled back.
"It's not a good idea," he said.
"It's ok," she replied, closing the distance between them.
She felt him increasingly yield after each kiss. When she pushed him forward, he laid back against the bed. She straddled him and pulled off her shirt, tossing it onto the floor, revealing a white brassiere covering her large breasts. She started kissing his handsome features and then migrated down the stubble of his beard and neck to his wide chest. Marlon pulled her hair up at the back of her head so it was out of the way as her lips continued a path down over his amazing stomach muscles and right to his navel. Then Courtney heard the sound of footsteps. She pulled back from Marlon sheepishly and sat next to him. When she looked up and saw her mother standing there in the darkness, she looked down shamefully.
"It's alright," Cara said as Marlon sat up.
"I... I'm sorry mom," Courtney said, suddenly crying. "I just-"
"It's Ok," she said, placing her hand on her daughter's bare shoulder. Courtney looked up and her mother smiled weakly. "I didn't mean to interrupt," Cara said, picking up the wine bottle and sitting on the other side, Marlon between them. She took a sip.
"Uh?" Courtney looked dubious. "I know I said we should-"
"It's fine. I understand," she said, pressing her hand against Marlon's thigh. "Please keep going. What happened before doesn't matter right now."
"Uh..."
"Please," Cara said, looking at her daughter expectantly.
"I... I guess, thank you mom."
Courtney looked at Marlon. Then she smiled suddenly and started kissing him again. She felt flush and giddy. Cara drank another sip of wine as she put her hand on her stepson's back.
"You for real?" Marlon asked, breaking free from Courtney's lips and looking at Cara and then back to his stepsister. He looked troubled.
"No, it's ok," Cara said. "It's not a trick this time. We're all hurting and we want to feel better." She put the wine bottle down and leaned forward, kissing his lips. "Make her feel happy again. Even if just for a few moments."
"I don't think that..."
"Please, you want us don't you?" She pressed against him, her mouth gently kissing down his neck. Then her lips moved across his collar bone and to his wide chest.
"Not like this," he said.
She pulled back and then unzipped the green hoody she wore. Her nipples poked against the thin white undershirt over her chest. As Marlon looked towards his stepmother, Courtney leaned forward and kissed his wide muscular chest. Her lips moved down, over his hard stomach muscles and to his happy trail.
"Just let it go," she whispered. She kissed across his dark penis, limp but still large. Her left hand went beneath his big balls, while her right held up his shaft.
Cara completely removed the velour hoody she wore and set it down on the bed. Then she grabbed the back of his head and pushed her plump pink lips against his.
Courtney got to her knees between his legs, kissed along the dark skin of his shaft and then moved slowly towards the tip as if she was somehow removing his sadness with her lips. She gave soothing smooches to his pisshole and then her mouth opened, enveloping his flaccid member completely, but gagging. She pulled back. Even soft he was more than a mouthful.
