I hadn't seen her since she was five, a phone call annually on her birthday was the only relationship we'd had for the past thirteen years. Then out of the blue I received a phone call, it was Natasha, crying, saying she was fed up with living in the city, missed me, needed a break and can she come stay? Of course I was delighted and agreed readily, offering to assist her travels by depositing a large amount of cash into her bank account.
I had lived on a remote Scottish island in the Highlands for some years now, the only way to reach it was an overnight ferry ride across an often stormy sea, then a 3 hour car ride through the rugged snow peaked mountains and you arrived at my small white walled croft. It was rustic looking but warm and cozy and had all mod cons such as a shower etc.
The morning I was due to pick her up from the ferry terminal I was nervous and excited. Natasha had spent the bulk of her life in the city , I hoped she would find my remote rural retreat to her liking as I couldn't bear to lose her again.
At 10 am the ferry pulled into the harbor and I watched and waited. Skipping down the platform her long blond her was unmistakable, she was so tiny and slender, all grown but still my beautiful Natasha. We hugged and kissed for what seemed an eternity, then shivering against the cold winter wind I said, "Come on. Let's get you home." Opening the boot of the car for her to stow her luggage I noticed how cute her small ass was in her tight jeans.
Once home I showed her the cottage, her room and we ate lunch and generally caught up with each other. She was still wearing her tight jeans and I had lent her a thick Arran jumper which she snuggled into.
The next month or so we spent getting to know one another, traveling to various parts of the island,whale watching, days out at picnics, dining out the few local restaurants. Natasha gradually settled in and began to think of the cottage and the island as her home. Soon the nights began to draw in and we spent most evenings at home, only once venturing out to view the aurora, the green, florescent northern lights amazing and enthralling her as much as her first sight at a family of seals.
After a day spent hiking and hill climbing we arrived back home.I stoked the fire and worn out, sat in my chair beside it, joined by Natasha who warmed herself by my knees, hugging my leg as we reminisced .She now had both arms crossed over my legs, was picking at the grooves of my soft, brown corduroy trousers, staring up at me with her beautiful blue eyes.
I couldn't help but get an erection as her tiny fingers caressed my thighs. I began to gently stroke her long blond hair, folding it around her delicate ears, my cock was now raging in my pants as she dreamily stared at the bulge, it was that obvious. I hadn't had a woman since her mother left thirteen years ago and now with this beautiful blond female sat with her head in my lap my cock was throbbing, the fact that she was my daughter confused the hell out of me.
Her hand now was creeping closer to my bulge but I was enjoying the sensation so much I kept where I was, closer. closer. Then her hand suddenly crept over my crotch and she started to rub my cock and balls. I gasped." Was the last woman you had my mum?" she asked.
"Yes darling," I replied.
