Marco was a new security guard working for the famous rapper Eminem. His cousin worked in the company’s offices and was able to get him the job. On his third week of work, Marshall took his 2 bodyguards and chauffeur to a club. It was Marco’s first time at a club, ever, and he was partying with his favorite rappers growing up. When they got inside, Marshall spoke into their ears that everyone was patted down at the entrance, meaning they had nothing to worry about and could relax.
An audience wasted no time forming around all the rappers. The club’s seats tables were arranged in clover shapes, and they had taken over an entire one for themselves. Expensive bottles and beautiful women started flying everywhere. Someone finally handed Marco a bottle and he poured whatever it was into his glass. A skinny Asian and black girl came up to Marco as he drank.
“Hey!” Shouted the Asian girl. She was shorter than Marco and her shirt exposed the middle of her breasts and stomach, all the way down to her jeans. The jeans were ripped around the thighs, and although she was skinny, they still looked too small on her. “Eminem sent us. He said you looked scared, like everything costs something. I’m Kaya.”
“I’m Denise,” said the other girl, running her hand down Marco’s chest. She was taller than Kaya and had her hair done in two buns on the side of her head. She had on a diamond choker and a multicolored, striped, turtle neck long sleeve. Unlike Kaya, Denise had on a white skirt and matching color platform heels. She held Marco’s hand and he noticed a homemade bead bracelet on her wrist.
“Nice to meet you two, I’m Marco…”
The two girls waited for more and then looked at each other and giggled. They got closer to Marco until their bodies were almost touching. “Do you wanna fuck us?” Asked Kaya with a smile on her face. She played with her hair and Marco saw her red heels twirling on the floor.
“Or can we at least suck your dick? All the other guys here are so boring, don’t be boring like them.” Denise grabbed his hands and begged him with a pouting lip.
Marco’s eyes lit up and he choked on his drink. He looked over the girls and made eye contact with Marshall, who raised his cup and gave him a smile. Kaya laughed at the astonished Marco and locked arms with him, while Denise took the other. The two walked him over to the restroom and the dancefloor split open. When they got to the ladie’s room, a security guard came over to clear it out. Girls came out of the restroom complaining, while the line outside became more frustrated. Kaya and Denise smiled at the girls waiting to use the restroom and went inside. The security guard closed the door behind them and the girls began to curse him out but he just stood there blocking the door with a blank face.
After the club, the chauffer drove them all to Eminem’s own house instead of the hotels the bodyguards stayed at. “Hey, thanks for letting us crash here. I don’t think I could’ve made it to my room at the hotel.” Said the other bodyguard, stumbling up the stairs.
“Don’t worry about it, you know. Just don’t throw up on any beige carpeting. Got that shit handmade in Iraq an last I heard that motherfucker got blown up so he ain’t making anymore of it. Then I’mma have to replace it with that Australian bullshit again and I’mma end up all staticky like the last time. Shocking myself and shit. I don’t need that.”
“You don’t seem that drunk, Marshall.”
“I barely drink nowadays. Don’t get much out of it. Anyway, here are y’all rooms. I’mma go knock out, myself. I suggest you do the same.” Marshall gave them each a fist bump and headed to his room.
Marshall got to his room and let out a sigh of relief, throwing everything from his pocket on a bureau and hanging his hat off a hook. He walked over to his bed to unslip his shoes and take off his jacket, when he stopped to listen for something. He heard his shower running and smiled as he headed over. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, seeing lose articles of clothing scattered on the floor. He leaned against the wall next to the shower’s glass door and put his hands behind his back.
“Hey, daddy.” Said Hailie Jade, peering over her shoulder.
“I didn’t see your car in the driveway.”
Hailie cracked the door open and peaked her face out. “Don’t be mad, daddy…”
“What happened this time?”
Hailie dropped her head in shame and bit her lip, “okay, so I was coming out of Evan’s apartment, and this crazy asshole just comes out of nowhere and drives into me. I’m lucky I survived.”
“Hmm. And you made sure you had enough time to turn?”
“Yeah…” She said, looking up and away.
“What time did you get in?”
“Like at 12. I was just watching squid games all night, I just came in to shower before I go to sleep. And where were you?”
“New club downtown. Took Asher and that new guy with me, motherfucker had the time of his life with these two young ones in the restroom.”
“Uh huh. And I suppose those young ones just glanced over you?”
“Same old, same old. Just brushed them off and let my dawgs have em.”
“Hmm. So nothing happened then? What about when you were leaving? Any stragglers?”
“For sure. This smoking hot blonde was on her knees begging to get inside the Cadillac, but I didn’t even give her the time of day.”
Hailie Jade closed her eyes, still suspicious of her dad. “So nothing happened then? You promise?” Marshall raised his pinky and Hailie smiled. “Good. Well get in here then.” She opened the door up more and stepped deeper into the shower. Marshall got undressed and followed her inside.
Hailie stepped into the stream and let water hit her face. She turned around to face her dad, who was already stroking his cock and looking at her ass. “After this, I’m taking you to Europe and fucking you all over that bitch.”
Hailie put her arms around his neck and kissed him. “Hmmm, nooo, take me to South America instead.”
“The fuck’s in south america?”
“A lot, actually! Evan and I have been talking about going, but he can’t seem to save the money.”
“Why don’t you just ask me for it?”
“He doesn’t want me to. He made me promise.”
Marshall scoffed. “Punk motherfucker. What’s that bitch think I have all this money for.”
Hailie missed her dad some more. “Forget about him, you know how he is. He’ll never learn.”
“Maybe he should. He needs to know that if you want something, you take it. Shit, that’s what I did with you.”
“Really?” She asked, touching noses with him.
“Yeah. After a while, these everyday bitches weren’t cutting it. All I could think of was your sexy ass, and fucking you, and having you, making you mine.”
“I love when you talk like that. You promise you don’t feel the same for anyone else?”
Marshall grabbed her thigh and lifted her leg up, sticking his dick up against her pussy. “I can’t. Not anymore. Ain’t nothing hotter than fucking your own daughter, I don’t think.”
Hailie Jade giggled and kissed him some more. She stopped and reached for a loofah. “Would you wash me?” She asked, twirling the scrub in her hands. Marshall took it from her and she walked behind him, bending down on her knees and arching her back.
Marshall grabbed some body wash and poured it on the loofah, then ran it through the water. He held it over Hailie’s back and squeezed it so water would fall and run down her back. Hailie gasped and looked up with a smile when the soapy water hit her. Marshall ran the loofah up and down her back and she looked up at him. He grabbed her chin and pulled her head back some more so he could kiss her. After, he grabbed her by the neck and bent down himself. He kissed the side of her face and bit her ear as he scrubbed her torso in circles. Moving from one tit to the other and back again.
He grabbed her by the hair and made her turn around so the stream could wash off her soapy tits. She began breathing hard and rubbing her clit. Marshall pulled her hair back so she could look up at him. “I hate how fucking horny you make me, daddy.” Hailie pouted and teared up but didn’t stop rubbing her pussy.
Marshall turned her back around so the water hit her back and played with her titties. “You gon’ let me titty fuck you?” Hailie nodded without saying anything and assumed the position. Marshall lowered himself and jerked his cock to make it as hard as possible. He put it between her tits and she squeezed them together. She opened her mouth and let her tongue out so her dad had something to aim for.
“You’re so dirty, daddy. I can’t believe you fuck girls like this.” She caught Marshall’s dick in her mouth and started sucking it. Marshall got free and kept fucking her tits.
“You wanna make em bigger?”
“You don’t like my tits?”
“I’m just saying, if you want, I know the best guy.”
“I’ll get bigger titties, daddy, if you want.”
Marshall bent down and kissed her, then got on the floor. He backed up against the wall and opened his legs. He stroked his cock and motioned for his daughter to get on him. “Just like your bath time, baby.”
Hailie pouted again and began to quiver as she climbed on his cock. She tried fucking him with her knees bent, but Marshall stretched them out and made her sit all the way down on his dick. She closed her eyes and made a face as she tried to take it all. When she couldn’t, she gave into her father’s arms and bit his neck. “Fuck…” She whispered into his ears, “why am I still not used to this…” She hugged him tight with one hand behind his head and another scratching his back. She let out a breath of pleasure every time she went up his dick, and a slight moan when she went down on it.
Marshall held her face from both sides to get a good look at her as she slid on his cock, then kissed her. He put his hands under her thighs so she’d sit up. “Let’s hope that trainer you asked for was worth it. Squat over my dick with your hands on your knees.
Hailie nodded and got in position. She rubbed her pussy and almost fell forward from the pleasure. Marshall caught her and made her get back into a squat. “Open you legs more,” he said. She spread her legs open and Marshall pushed his arms into the ground to leverage himself. He licked his bottom lip and started thrusting into his daughter’s pussy.
“Oh fuck.” She raised one hand to cover her mouth but her dad got mad at her. “Sorry, daddy…” she said, putting her hand back on her knee. She leaned her head back and took more dick. “No one fucks like you…” She whispered.
“Whatchu say?”
“I said…no one fucks…like you…” Before she could finish, she crossed her knees and started shaking in orgasm. She rubbed her clit and looked ahead at her dad, both with big smiles.
Marshall ran his finger up her leg and waited for her to finish. When she was catching her breath, she leaned forward and hugged him. Marshall grabbed her ass tight and stood up. He grabbed the back of her thighs and started fucking her. Hailie arched back in ecstasy and started cheering for her dad. “Mm hmm. Just like that. Yup. Fuck me. Fuck me good.”
Marshall started grunting and breathing into her face. Hailie bit her lip and looked into her dad’s eyes. Quickly, Marshall turned around and pushed her against the wall. He rammed into her a few more times before pressing up as tight as he could and cumming inside her pussy. She scratched his back and he breathed down her neck. When he finished, he slowly let her down. Hailie grabbed his dick and led him to the stream. She got on her knees and formed a tight grip around it. Slowly she squeezed it from the base to the tip, making sure to wash it off with the water.
Marshall tried to catch his breath as he looked down at his daughter washing his dick. She reached back for the loofah and filled it with bodywash. She made sure to scrub his dick and balls, then cleaned his legs and finally reached back to his ass. His dick pressed against her chest and he flexed it. She looked up and smiled, giving him a kiss on his abs and mouthing “I love you.”
After the shower, the two walked over to his bed holding hands and climbed in. They spooned together and talked for a while. “So were you serious about the trip?”
“Of course baby, I don’t have anything going on. We can leave whenever.”
She looked back at her dad, “I read about how you can stay with real cowboys in the mountains in Peru. Can you imagine making them show us around, feed us, protect us, so you can fuck me in their house.”
“You stay in their houses?”
“You can. It’s usually just a small family.”
“They’d probably be nice enough to offer us their bed.”
Hailie smiled, “yeah…they would. Would you tell them we’re related?”
Marshall kissed her forehead and shut his eyes to go to sleep. Hailie took the hint and did so as well. After a while, he spoke again. “Maybe before the naked horseback riding.” Hailie looked back at him with a big smile and kissed him. She laughed and went to sleep. Marshall grabbed her tighter and said goodnight.
The next day, Marco woke up around 2 and went straight to the restroom. After throwing up, he clumsily walked down to the kitchen to find anything to eat or drink. He opened the fridge and a bright light overcame him, inside it was stock full of all the snacks and drinks he could imagine. He downed a snapple then grabbed a chocolate milk for his walk back. On his way back to his room, he walked over to Marshall’s and knocked on the door to see if he was awake.
“Come in.”
“Hey, good afternoon. I helped myself to some drinks downstairs, but I think I’m heading back to the hotel now.”
“For sure. But hey, we’re going to south america next week so pack for it. Tell Asher to hook you up with the credit card if you need clothes for it.”
Marco closed the door and went back to his room to get his shoes and clothes. On his way there, he saw Asher getting up for the restroom too. “Yo, Ash. I think I’m tripping, but I just saw Marshall in bed with Hailie, and it looked like they were naked.”
“His daughter? That shit’s gross man, come on.”
“Yeah, I think I’m tripping.”
“For sure you are. Half these white girls look the same anyway.”
“But you remember bringing anyone home last night?”
“Shit, I don’t even remember my mom’s maiden name right now. Let me throw up in peace, man, and stop bad mouthing boss man.”
“You’re right. My bad.” Marco went back into his room, but looked back at Marshall’s room with a confused look.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qi4p0y/the_rap_god_mf_incest_parody_celebrity_shower