Daddy Fucks Redheaded Stepdaughter

Note : This story is completely fictional!

 He has thought of the day when he would have her as his own, to do whatever he wanted, day or night. He has finally saw her reach the tender yet ripe age of young womanhood and she is his to own, control and subdue now that her mother is buried.

He and Scarlette live alone now. Gilbert prefers the quiet solitary life in the small rural town of Limestock, where there are many family secrets shared by the towns people. Scarlette's mother relocated here when her daughter was young Gilbert and Loretta married when the girl was young, and Gilbert being 54. After being married for only a year, Loretta and Gilbert grew distant. Work became an issue in their relationship, and his wife stayed away from home for long hours at her job at the local diner. He too, worked many hours in his family-owned garage, and enjoyed peaceful evenings at home with TV, beer, and his sweet yet sassy stepdaughter, Scarlette.

Scarlette, a beautiful yet awkward redhead, could be brazen and quite a handful for Gilbert at times! As she matured, she became more smart-mouthed and pert with him. He wondered if the distance between her and Loretta had anything to do with this. Gilbert understood that her biological father had died when she was only a toddler, and she didn't seem to know how to interact well with others at times. Wanting to be a good step parent to her, he tried to befriend her. She seemed to want to test her limits with curfews, rules, and alot of back talk. The sarcasm and rebelliousness was one thing he detested. Yet, he continued to be there for her and teach her the things in life she should know, things Loretta didn't seem to have time for anymore.

The sassy redheaded teen was booksmart, naive, and tender-hearted; this Gilbert adored in her. He took to helping her with routine housework, something Loretta was "too tired" to do. Often they would carry on conversations about school while doing chores. One day, he asked if she had found herself a boyfriend yet. Being shy, she said to her stepfather, "No, I haven't really, I think alot of boys are cute but none of them really appeal to me. I don't know what it is, they just seem too immature."

Pleased with her response, Gilbert began his lust for Scarlette, hoping to one day be the one man that could possess her and bring the woman out in the auburn-haired young tart. He knew that day that he would eventually have her; he set out on his plan to deflower her.

Days turned into weeks; weeks turned into months. Being a late blossomer, Scarlette finally had her first menses in school. It was a traumatic event for the young beauty. Not having her mother around much to talk about "girl stuff", when she finally discovered what change her body was going through, she was terrified.

"Daddy! Something is wrong! I'm bleeding! And I don't know why!", she screamed from her bedroom. Gilbert briskly walked to her bedroom door and peered in, "What's wrong, baby?" he asked.
"I think I'm dying! I am bleeding down there", she exclaimed as she pointed between her thighs.

'Oh, boy,'Gilbert thought, 'how in the world am I going to explain this to her!' He entered her room, where she was sitting on her twin sized bed,surrounded by pink comforter and many heart-shaped pillows.