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Adult Star Trek: TNG Ch. 01

By: JTK84



 Episode 1 - Crusher's Mistaken Memories

This story is based on the series Star Trek: The Next Generation and is set during the start of series 4 on the Starship Enterprise NCC 1701-D. This is my first story so any comments on anything from grammar to ST authenticity are welcomed. It does contain a little incest too, just in case that puts you off! Everyone is always 18 and over.

Also please note this has been re-edited from a couple of years ago and now submitted into chapters.



"Beverly that dinner was delightful!"

"Thank you Jean-Luc, may I interest you in desert...?"

Her words hung in the air. Captain Jean-Luc Picard picked up the remains of his wine and blushed slightly. He had known Chief Medical Officer Dr Beverly Crusher for many years now, having set her up with her husband Jack, who died serving Starfleet just over 15 years previously. There had always been chemistry between them but apart from the odd drunken kiss he had never acted upon it. He knew Beverly would jump at the chance to do more but he didn't believe it was appropriate for a Starfleet Captain to fraternise with their crew.

He looked at Beverly as he finished his wine. She was in her casual clothes, black tight leggings and a long top with a cowl neck that seemed to come down her front and rest just so it showed her voluptuous cleavage but nothing more, although as she drunk her wine she would often lean forward and he could see the start of where her breasts began. Part of him wanted to kiss her so much, to get his hands on her bare breasts, to run his fingers over her far-too-tight leggings and to tease that pussy that he'd often lay awake and relieved himself thinking about.

However those fleeting erotic thoughts left him and he made his excuses. He would need to be on the bridge in 6 hours and had reports coming out of his ears, the usual stuff.

Once Jean-Luc had left, Beverly sat back and sighed. It had been far too long since she'd had someone to please her. Someone to kiss her. Someone to fuck her. The closest thing to interest from a man she'd had was her son Wesley 'accidentally' walking in the bathroom while she was in the shower or 'accidentally' catching her while she was undressing. That happened a lot less now he had separate quarters next door with an inter-connecting door that had to be unlocked from both sides. 

She quickly put the dishes in the waste reclimator, turned off the lights and took the remaining half glass of wine she had left to bed. She slipped off her leggings and top. She knew it had been naughty to wear no underwear and that she could tease Jean-Luc with her tits hanging in her top and her pussy lips pressed against the front of her leggings, although the only thing this seemed to do was tease herself. She looked at herself naked in the mirror. She knew she was in great shape. She was 45 and a mum-of-one but thanks to a lot of yoga with Deanna Troi, 24th century moisturisers and a couple of hypo sprays every year to tighten the skin above her 34dd breasts, her body remained firm and her breasts held up gloriously if she thought so herself. Smooth all over except a small amount of red hair trimmed above her pussy, she wondered what else she could do. She certainly noticed Jean-Luc's eyes drawn to them, albeit briefly, and she knew her 18 year old son next door would gladly put off his studies for a quick look.

Wesley was probably asleep now anyway. It was late. Beverly hadn't been sleeping that well, a mixture of work and too many mixed-up thoughts flying around her head. How could she get the Captain to just give in and fuck her? Did she still feel guilty about her feelings for her dead-husband's friend? What would she do about Wesley if he kept trying to sneek looks at his mother's body?

Beverly tried to clear her head as she finished the last dregs of her wine and lay nude underneath the silk sheet in her bed. She tried to sleep but her mind kept wandering, as did her fingers. She ran the tips of the fingers of her left hand over her breasts, tracing circles over them, then moving them to tease her nipples, pinching them one after the other. Her right hand went further down her body and soon found her wet pussy. She quickly slid a finger inside and then slowly removed it. She then placed the finger in her mouth. She had always loved the taste, although apart from a spell back at Starfleet Academy and one night on the holodeck with Jack a year after they married, she hadn't tasted any other women but she did enjoy the taste of herself. 

She thought back to the holodeck that night 19yrs ago. She had been the one to suggest the programme, an Asian inspired bar back on Earth with a sensual Thai 20yr old behind the bar. They ate at a table for 2 in the corner of the bar and drank as the holographic patrons came and went. Beverly and Jack kissed more and more passionately, and the last patrons left the attractive holographic bar person came over to them. 



She had flowing black hair that came down around her 30c small and nubile breasts that were obvious in the red tight Thai-style dress she was wearing with ornate gold patterns. It went around her neck, coming down to cling against her small tits at the top and the bottom came down just above the mid-point of her supple thighs. Her legs perfectly smooth and bare, leading to equally bare feet. She had big sensual brown eyes that lit up as she smiled and just a light amount of make up on her pretty face. 

"Can I help you two at all?"

She lifted the bottom of her fitted dress slightly, so it must have been just below her small but perfect bottom and the point where those supple thighs met and led to a place where any man or woman would want to explore.

"What do you think, Jack?"

"Bev, do you mean it? Are you sure it's not just the wine talking?"

"Well I was the one who set the programme up, Happy Anniversary darling." 

26 yr old Beverly Crusher stood up. She was wearing a sexy slightly loose black dress with thin black straps that hung down around the mid-point of her thighs and with a top line just above her breasts and went down in-between them, giving a dramatic cleavage. She had her favourite black strappy heels on and this was coupled with black stockings that Jack knew would be connected to suspenders underneath that sexy dress. 

Jack stayed seated, smiling. He was a handsome Starfleet officer but wasn't in uniform tonight. Tonight he wore black trousers and a smart striped blue shirt with the top couple of buttons undone, exposing the beginning of the hair on his toned manly chest.

She went over to the holographic Thai bar girl and kissed her soft lips, running her fingers through her long black hair.

"I think you could definitely help us. I want to give my husband an anniversary he'll never forget. Do you have a name?"

"My name is Prârthâ, it's Thai for desire."

"It's beautiful, and perfect! I'm Beverly and this is my husband Jack."

"It's a pleasure to meet you both. I would love to give you both a perfect anniversary. Would your husband mind if I undressed his wife?"

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind, would you darling?"

"Mmm... not at all!"

Jack sat back in his chair with the biggest grin on his face. Prârthâ kissed Beverly and slid the thin straps of her black dress off her shoulders. She then reached around to the zip behind, pulling it down slowly. Barely 2 meters from her watching husband, Beverly melted and submitted to this beautiful young lady as her dress fell down her body leaving her in her stockings, suspenders and black lacy knickers. 

Prârthâ's fingers trailed down Beverly's body and over her naked breast, standing proud for her. The Thai girl massaged the firm tits and played with Beverly's nipples, pinching them one after the other. Then she planted kisses on them as her small delicate fingers slipped down to the lacy black knickers that clung to Beverly. She ran her fingers over them, teasing Beverly's soaking wet pussy the other side of the thin material. Prârthâ then ran her fingers along the bottom of the knickers and began to pull the gusset of them aside and expose Beverly's pussy to the cool air. She then slipped finger into Beverly's wet pussy. It slowly came back up and Prârthâ placed it in Beverly's mouth where it was slurped and tasted greedily.



45yr old Beverly was licking her finger tasting her juices still thinking of when she did it with Prârthâ, the Thai holodeck character she created for her and Jack's anniversary. By now her other hand had reached into the bedside draw for her dildo. Made with a soft but firm material that always felt slightly moist, it was around 8in long and was soon between her legs. The silk bed cover was now just clinging on to the bottom of the bed, her legs having kicked it away and left her naked body exposed to the empty room and the dildo sliding inside her. Moans escaped her as her thoughts went back to that holodeck bar but something had changed...



Beverly stood in her black stockings and suspenders in the now-empty bar as Prârthâ was now kneeling in front of her, licking over the front her damp lacy panties, teasing her. Soon she felt Prârthâ finally disconnect the stockings which stayed in place from the suspender belt which remained on and slide down her soaking wet panties as her eyes made contact with the man sitting down next to them, watching them, with a large bulge in his trousers. The man she loved.

Jean-Luc watched intently as he adjusted the clearly erect penis under his trousers. He had moved his chair slightly so the table was no longer in the way and he had a clear view of what was happening. 

Prârthâ guided the panties all the way down to the floor and then undid Beverly's shoes and she obligingly stepped out of them and her panties. Prârthâ then, lying on her belly it seemed, kissed the stocking covered feet, moving those kisses slowly up the stocking covered legs. She moved herself back up onto her knees in a kneeling position as the kisses slowed down further as they travelled over Beverly's thighs to the top of the stockings.

Beverly closed her eyes as Prârthâ placed kisses on the top of her thighs before finally feeling her soft moist kisses on top of her pussy lips before Prârthâ's tongue slid slowly and deeply inside her pussy. Beverly opened her eyes again and saw Jean-Luc watching still but now holding his erect manhood, his trousers and boxer shorts around his ankles, his now unbuttoned shirt showing off his firm chest and abs. Beverly smiled, he must have been 8in big and it stood so proud as he stroked it. But Jack had had a thicker but smaller cock.



Beverly thrust her toy deep inside her. It was Jack that had been there that night but all she could think of was Jean-Luc. Her moans were getting louder now but she didn't care. She was holding the toy with her right hand, her legs spread wide apart and her left hand grabbing her left breast...



Beverly felt a hand on her breast as Jean-Luc had now stood next to her. He was kissing her passionately with his tongue, caressing her breasts with his hand. Prârthâ had her hands behind Beverly's thighs as she hungrily lapped up Beverly's juices and her tongue kept thrusting inside her. Beverly kissed Jean-Luc back hungrily, the kisses getting more and more wet as he held Jean-Lucs hands against her exposed breasts massaging them with him. She was moaning in-between kisses and Jean-Luc's tongue exploring her mouth as she did the same. His kisses broke away briefly to kiss her neck and she looked down and noticed Jean-Luc's cock out straight, then she made eye contact with Prârthâ before going back to Jean-Luc's kisses.

Prârthâ understood what Beverly wanted, and her left hand went to Jean-Luc's firm cock and began to stroke it softly as she continued to taste Beverly. After a few more strokes she moved a little on her knees to face his manhood and began to suck slowly but deeply on Jean-Luc's cock, holding it with her left hand and sliding 3 fingers of her delicate right hand inside Beverly. She was an expert, but then again she was programmed to be. 

Beverly knew she was getting close to cumming and as Prârthâ looked up at her she obviously sensed it too as her thumb started rubbing her throbbing clit. She stopped sucking Jean-Luc and said in her beautiful Thai accent words that Jean-Luc understood immediately.

"Your wife needs you now."

Jean Luc smiled as he knelt in front of Beverly, taking Prârthâ's place and rubbed Beverly's clit as his mouth was over her dripping pussy. Soon he felt her jerk as she came hard all over his face. He continued to lap up her pussy and didn't stop until she finished. As soon as she had and he'd cleaned her up with his tongue he stood up and kissed her. She could taste herself in his kiss and loved it, but she wanted more. She wanted his cock inside her.. and to taste his cum!



Beverly bucked hard against the bed and screamed aloud as she began to orgasm. Afterwards she opened her eyes and briefly thought of how thick (or not) the walls were of her quarters, especially with her son next door, but then the thought left her and she lay there. She slid the dildo out from her sensitive wet pussy and put it in her mouth to taste. Damn she tasted good. However she wasn't tired at all and as a naughty smile came over her face, she reached into her bedside draw for her little vibe. The vibe was a small vibrating device that had a remote control and was smooth but when turned on, could grow and shrink in a pulsing motion. The pulses and vibrations could be controlled by the remote.

She slipped this vibe inside her and immediately turned it on to a low pulse setting. She closed her eyes and thought back to the holodeck 19yrs ago...



Now she was bent over the table, she felt his cock slide into her slowly but then developing into a quicker rhythm. Prârthâ moved in front of her, undoing the part of her dress around her neck and then the zip behind her. The dress was soon sliding down leaving her gorgeous naked caramel body standing in front of her. She was so close to Beverly that she could smell her aroma and see how wet her holographic snatch was. 

Beverly decided she wanted to ride the cock that was fucking her and taste Prârthâ delicate little hairless cunt so she moved off the manhood that had been fucking her hard against the table and took his hand, guided him down to the floor and lay him down. His blue eyes lighting up as she began to slide down onto his hard 9in cock.. 

'But Jean-Luc's wasn't this thick or quite this long, and he doesn't have those beautiful brown eyes that she had seen so many time and loved', Beverly thought.

She looked down and saw Wesley looking back at her smiling and enjoying as she slid up and down on his cock. She felt herself try and stop as she saw her son there but couldn't and soon all of his cock was inside her, stretching her. Prârthâ had now come over and squatted over Wesley's face as he used his tongue on her young pussy as Beverly watched on, getting quicker, feeling her sons cock pulsing inside her.



Beverly turned the remote so the vibrations were at medium but the pulse was also getting quicker. She tried to distract herself from how Wesley had entered her thoughts from the past. Yes she'd seen him naked before, 'accidentally' catching him once in the shower herself as payback (although she felt after it'd probably made his lusting worse) but not seen him erect. She knew she was close to cumming again and realised she couldn't stop herself and her thoughts wandered back to the altered past..



As Beverly continued to ride Wesley she felt herself getting close to cumming. He filled her with his cock and it felt so good. Prârthâ now was over Beverly and Beverly had her tongue inside her, tasting her young Thai pussy. Soon she began to buckle as her orgasm took over her. As if on cue she tasted Prârthâ's holographic juices begin to cum all over her mouth. It was perfect and she finished cumming with her son's penis completely inside her. She only now wanted one more thing. She slowly got off Wesley's hard cock that was covered with her juices.

"Stand up darling Wesley. I need you to finish."

"OK Mom."

Beverly knelt down before him and began to suck Wesley's cock sharing it with Prârthâ. Both ladies on their knees in front of him, taking it in turns between the head of his hard penis and his balls, Wesley standing there moaning loudly. Beverly then took as much as she could inside her mouth and really sucked on him, deepthroating him. Soon she felt him twitch and then he began to cum. Beverly swallowed the first bit of cum that escaped him and then moved back on to her haunches next to Prârthâ and Wesley's cum covered them both on their faces and breasts. 

She couldn't believe how much came out of him and loved being showered by him, as apparently Prârthâ did also. After he was finished, Beverly kissed Prârthâ, their cum covered breasts rubbing against each other before they licked up all of Wesley's creamy liquid off each other. It was perfect. After they had finished, Prârthâ kissed Wesley softly and then Beverly did, but deeply. Prârthâ then stood up. Beautiful and naked.

"The programme is complete, but the holodeck will be locked until you're ready to leave. Happy anniversary."

Beverly sat on the floor of the holodeck bar exhausted but satisfied.



Beverly came hard, her orgasm lasting even longer than the first one, the vibe having been turned up higher bringing her to ecstasy. She was finally exhausted and ready to sleep. She'd screamed 3 names that night. Her long deceased husband, her friend but ideal lover and her son. She'd have to talk to Councillor Troi during their yoga session tomorrow afternoon after her shift.

Jean-Luc finally got to sleep, having cum in bed thinking of his red-headed Doctor. His friend. His fantasy.

Wesley finished cumming, having heard his name screamed from next door. He never thought he'd hear it. His mom. his fantasy.

Adult Star Trek: TNG Ch. 02



This story is based on the series Star Trek: The Next Generation and is set during the start of series 4 on the Starship Enterprise NCC 1701-D. 

This follows directly on from 'Episode 1 - Crusher's Mistaken Memories' and like that one, any comments on anything from grammar to ST authenticity are welcomed. It does contain a little incest and rough sex, just in case that puts you off! Everyone is always 18 and over. 

Also please note this has been re-edited from a couple of years ago and now submitted into chapters. 

***** 

What should she do? 

Beverly Crusher's mind wasn't really on it today. To be fair it was quiet in sickbay and all she was really had to do was the unenviable task of sorting out shift patterns and finishing off paperwork. The 'rewards' of being a Chief Medical Officer aboard a starship, she thought, although at least she got her own office. 

Her mind, however, wasn't on the job at hand. All she could think about was last night. She had slept well, although her dreams contained more visions of her son Wesley's cock. She thought back to how hard she came that night, on her own after Jean-Luc had left her following dinner. She had decided to revisit a memory of her and Jack and a holodeck threesome while trying to take care of her sexual frustration. The memory should have contained her late husband Jack, but ended up wandering to thoughts of Jean-Luc, and then Wesley. 

When she woke she was as confused as ever. Had she actually screamed out Wesley's name last night? Christ she was getting flustered just thinking about it. However a tingling sensation told her it wasn't guilt making her feel hot and bothered. 

Trying hard to concentrate she quickly finished off the shift patterns and put down her padd. She looked at the time. "Shit! 10 past 3 already!" she said out loud. Her shift had ended 10mins before and she only had 5mins before she was due to meet up with Deanna for yoga on holodeck 3. 

Beverly tidied up her desk and walked quickly to her quarters. Once there she removed her uniform and picked up her yoga gear, ¾ length lycra bottoms and a strappy top. In her haste she nearly forgot to put her sports bra on. All this rushing around might of distracted her from her earlier thoughts but it didn't do anything to help stop her feeling hot and flustered. 

She had a quick glance in the mirror. While she liked the fact that her ¾ lengths seemed to suck her in nicely, keeping her bottom rather pert, she still wondered what she could do to get Jean-Luc interested. Last night at dinner she had tried to be suggestive, teasing, but he made his excuses and left. 

"Holy fuck!" She was now running late and she knew Deanna would make her pay for it. Some crazy yoga positions to stretch her in ways she didn't previously think possible, no doubt. She picked up her kit bag, which had a towel and some iced water already in it, and made a beeline for Holodeck 3. 

-- 

Councillor Deanna Troi stood outside the doors to Holodeck 3 waiting for Beverly, wearing her yoga outfit. She couldn't believe she was late again! Deanna began to think of how she could punish the dear Doctor when she noticed a pair of young ensigns walk past and get a good look at her. She smiled back at them as they eyed her up and then finally their eyes met hers and the 2 young men nearly walked into each other. She couldn't blame them. She always dressed to tease, finding it fun as a partial empath to see people's emotional states. This time she was wearing a black tight and small halter-neck sports top that showed her bare midriff and black lycra shorts that showed the curves of her gorgeous ass perfectly. 

That was the 3rd time it had happened since she'd been standing there and while it was a compliment, it was also a tease. Her lover, her imzadi, Commander Riker had left early that morning to start his shift on the bridge and she was left frustrated. She stood there waiting, sighing. Sex in the morning was normally a regular start of the day but Riker had to do a longer shift to cover someone else and not even her legs spread for him could stop him long enough from putting on his uniform and leaving. 

Her mind was wandering as Beverly finally showed up. 

"Deanna." 

"mm.. Erm, Beverly! Hi! Nice of you to finally show up!" 

"Distracted were we?", Beverly said as she smiled. 

"Maybe.. but that doesn't excuse you Doctor!" Deanna said, smiling back at her. 

"I'm sorry, maybe I've been a bit distracted today myself" 

"Oh really, care to go on...?" 

"How about we get in and start with the yoga, and then we'll see.." 

-- 

Commander William Riker sat in the centre chair of the bridge looking forward out at the viewscreen. He had always been mesmerised at the distorted stars as they travelled at warp speed. However today he was trying to use the hypnotising distortion effect to distract him from the raging hard-on in his pants. 

He almost didn't notice Ensign McKnight at the conn watching him, or rather it appeared studying his impressive bulge. He suddenly caught her eye. He smiled. They'd flirted occasionally and she had made off the cuff remarks regarding the 'parties' he and Deanna shared but nothing else had ever happened. He watched as she spun round slightly and ran her hand over her mound through her uniform before he heard the turbolift doors begin to open. 

"Ensign, ETA to Pacifica?" 

"Erm, er, 4 hours, 20 minutes Sir", McKnight said, startled. 

Riker turned around to see Captain Picard coming down the slide of the bridge towards him from the turbolift. Riker got up to move from the centre seat to his usual 1st officer position to the captain's right as Picard sat in his usual position. 

"Number One." 

"Captain." 

"We have new orders, unfortunately we're going to have to delay our shore leave at Pacifica as we need to deliver supplies to the colony at Erasmus VI. It will only take us 2 hours to get to Starbase 76 to pick up the supplies but the journey to Erasmus VI will take around 36 hours. Still at least the crew can relax a bit en route, in between training sessions, naturally!" 

"Absolutely Sir. Helm change course to Starbase 76 warp 8." 

"Acknowledged", said McKnight, now completely focused on the job. 

"Engage." 

-- 

As Beverly finished off telling Deanna the events of the previous night they moved into the cobra position, on the fronts with their hands planted on the floor as the leant upwards, both ladies heating up. 

"Wow, sounds like quite a night Beverly!" Deanna exclaimed. 

"I know! But what can I do Deanna?" 

"Well I guess the thoughts of Jack and Jean-Luc don't need any explaining. I know how much you want to fuck our captain!" 

"Deanna!!" Beverly said in shock. 

"Well its true, isn't it! As for Wesley, well, he is 18 and a handsome young man." 

"But he's my son!" Beverly exclaimed. 

"Yes, but how long has it been since you had a man inside you?" Deanna enquired. 

"Too long." 

The ladies stood up and moved into the tree position with their legs up. Deanna almost able to touch her pussy with her heel with the flexibility she had. 'Damn', thought Beverly as she eyed up Deanna's toned body. 

"It's easy for you Deanna, you're young, gorgeous and have Will infatuated with you!" 

"I'm only 8 years younger than you Beverly! Anyway, you're gorgeous too! You know you are!" 

"Do I? I practically asked Jean-Luc to fuck me and he didn't. I'm getting old and I can't compete with women like you!" 

"Did you actually ask him? Straight out?" Deanna asked, matter-of-factly. 

"Well, erm, no. But I practically did!" Beverly blurted. 

"Well there you go. Anyway he's ships captain, it's difficult for him to let his guard down." 

"I guess." 

"Besides Will and I both think you're gorgeous. We often speak about inviting you over for one of our special 'get-togethers'." Deanna said, smiling. 

"Really?" 

"Absolutely, and we've just managed to install a jacuzzi into our quarters! Running water and everything! Well, replicated water but hell, you can replicate champagne, melted chocolate or anything into it if you want!" 

"Wow", Beverly said. 

All Beverly could think of was being covered in champagne and having her body explored by Will and Deanna. So much so that she toppled down from her tree position and landed in a heap. 

"Ow!" 

"Beverly, you ok?" Deanna asked with concern. 

"Yeh I'll be fine, just hurt my leg falling on top of it. Distracted by the sound of your jacuzzi!" 

"Bless you, let me see.." Deanna said, going to her. 

Beverly sat on the floor with her legs out before sitting up slightly. Deanna knelt before her. 

"I'm sure I'm the one who's meant to be the doctor" 

"hmm..." Deanna as now concentrating on the Doctor's legs before her. 

She ran her fingers from Beverly's ankle up slowly to the bottom of her ¾ length lycra bottoms. 

"How does that feel?" 

"hmm... it hurts just slightly up from where you are." 

Troi began to softly press further up just below the knee over the lycra that clung onto Beverly's toned legs. 

"How's that?" 

"Oooh... ahh..." 

Beverly was getting over the pain as she felt her friend's fingers against her leg. Moving slowly up, secretly hoping it wouldn't stop. Deanna lightly massaged where the pain was but then slowly and gently she moved her massaging up Beverly's leg and over her knee towards her thigh. Her hands, her fingertips, rubbed over Beverly's thighs, one after the other, moving further up. They made eye contact and while Beverly had a wanting, almost desperate look, Deanna just smiled as she moved up and kissed Beverly passionately but at the same time pressing against her allowing her to fall back and lay down on the floor. 

They continued to kiss as Deanna's fingers began to massage Beverly's inner thighs moving her fingertips between Beverly's legs through the thin material of her lycra bottoms and panties, teasing her. Deanna then sat back on her haunches and peeled off Beverly's lycra ¾ lengths and panties revealing her perfectly trimmed pussy, a small amount of red hair surrounded by soft, smooth skin and above lips that were already glistening with moisture. Deanna looked at Beverly lying there and smiled. Beverly just spread her legs and closed her eyes. 

Deanna was only half Betazoid but still had very good empathic abilities. Particularly this close to someone, so she could feel how desperate Beverly was for her to go down between her legs with her tongue and Deanna was never one to disappoint. Soon she was down between Beverly's legs, her hands on her thighs spreading them further, as she slowly trailed the tip of her tongue all the way from her hardening clit down and over her wet lips to the start of her ass crack and then back up again. 

Beverly moaned in pure delight. She couldn't put into words how much she wanted this but it made her so content as she lay there with her eyes shut thinking about Deanna's nude body, about her being between her legs and how much she wanted to cum for her. 

Deanna picked up on all the thoughts going through Beverly's mind and was so happy as she slid her tongue inside Beverly's inviting pussy tasting her sweet juices that seemed abundant as she went to work lapping them up and almost French kissing her beautiful vagina. After a little while she moved her tongue to Beverly's clit and slid 2 fingers deep inside her, fucking her with them harder and harder. 

Beverly was moaning loudly now in pure ecstasy. She was enjoying it so much and new she was dripping all over Deanna's fingers. It was almost too much for her as she began to buck with Deanna's fingers in time to the forceful fucking they were giving her. All she could now think of was cumming. 

Deanna heard her thoughts but wanted to hear it out loud. She left 2 fingers inside and now they were going very slow. 

"You want to cum my little red head, my beautiful fucking Beverly? 

"Yes... Please..." 

"Tell me. Tell me and I will let you." 

"I want to cum. I NEED to cum. Please, I beg you Deanna let me cum." 

Deanna smiled. She moved her fingers out and moved her tongue to Beverly's pussy, lifting her bottom and legs up slightly, rolling Beverly back, exposing her. Her tongue working on Beverly as she heard her moaning louder. 

"Now?" 

"NOW!" 

At that moment Deanna slid one of her fingers covered in Beverly's juices up into Beverly's ass as her tongue worked on her clit hard. At this, Beverly bucked heavily and screamed as her body lost control and began to orgasm as she came. As she did Deanna was quick to react and while she left her finger in Beverly's tight ass she took all her juices, her cum, into her mouth lapping it up as if it was her last meal. 

After she finished Beverly collapsed and just lay sprawled on the floor. Deanna slid up to her and kissed her deeply. Beverly could taste herself in Deanna's mouth as she smiled. 

"Thank you." Beverly said, exhausted but beyond happy. 

"No problems, but maybe next time you could do something for me? How about one night next week you come by and see me and Will. I know we'd have fun..." Deanna purred. 

"Definitely, sounds great!" 

Beverly wearily got to her feet, as Deanna joined her. 

"Computer what time is it?" Beverly asked 

"The time is 16:04" 

"Crikey, Deanna we have to go, we're late off here and I need to continue an experiment I left running" 

Beverly kissed Deanna on the mouth and made for the exit. 

"Arch" 

The holodeck arch appeared and the door began to open. Suddenly the cool breeze and the look on the shocked look on the waiting crewman told her she had forgotten something rather important. 

"Computer! Close door!" 

Deanna laughed as she picked up Beverly's lycra yoga bottoms from the floor. 

"Forgetting something, are we?" 

Beverly took them from her and hurriedly slipped them on, keeping her soaking panties scrunched up in her hand. 

"You knew!? I'll have to think of a way to get my revenge", Beverly declared. 

"I look forward to it" 

Beverly left knowing that Deanna really did look forward to it and she couldn't wait till she saw her next time.. 

- 

"Captains Log: 44044.6 

The Enterprise has just left Starbase 76 with the much-needed supplies for Erasmus IV. We'll get there in just over 35 hours and while we should have been on our way for shore leave at Pacifica, I am hopeful the ship's facilities will be enough for the crew to relax. Maybe we can then head there after this vital mission. In the meantime we have converted 2 cargo bays to additional holodecks and we're currently operating under a minimal active crew rotation to give everyone as much time as possible." 

Captain Picard sat in his Ready Room. He thought about what he had seen when he entered the bridge earlier. Ensign McKnight had clearly been being sexually suggestive towards Will Riker, his First Officer. He knew full well that she was wanting an invite to one of his and Deanna's 'special' parties and also knew with a body like that she would probably get one. 

His thoughts led back the other night with Beverly. He knew she wanted him and thought he could easily have fucked her any way he wanted but he restrained himself. He had been the one to set her up with her husband all those years ago, although he regretted it ever since, as he should have taken her for himself. Even after all the years since Jack died, he still thought of him when he thought of fucking Beverly. Of course one of the main reasons he didn't have his way with her was he didn't feel it was right if the Captain was fucking the CMO on a starship in terms of how it might affect his command. 

He sat back in his chair and thought more about Beverly. About how much he'd like to rip her clothes off and use her, fuck her all night. He closed his eyes... 

...When he opened them he realised he wasn't in his Ready Room but in a plain room, with a bed in the middle. He looked around and couldn't see anything. Suddenly a hidden door slid open and an alien walked in. One that he had seen before but hoped not to see again. 

"Hello Captain Picard." 

"Hello, what do you want with me. I warned you last time about abducting people", Picard said sternly. 

"We took on board what you said. This time we are asking for your help". 

6 months ago Jean-Luc was abducted by a race of aliens, alongside 2 other people and one of the aliens posing as a Starfleet cadet. While imprisoned in a cell that was designed to see how the prisoners would work together by testing them in various ways for things like food or the chance of escape, they were replaced by duplicates controlled by the aliens. Eventually Picard's duplicate arouses suspicion among the crew with antics including singing and nearly destroying the ship by taking it too close to a pulsar emitting lethal radiation. At the same time the real Picard realises one of his fellow prisoners, the cadet, was also an alien impostor and managed to call an end to the 'experiment'. Once Picard returned he was able to get the rest of the bridge crew to hold the aliens to give them a sign of what he had gone through, the morality of it and warned them never to return. 

Now, Picard looked at the alien who looked identical to the ones he had come across during that episode. An alien he had expected never to come across again. 

"Why do you want my help?" 

"Last time you met us we wanted to study your leadership abilities, but you showed us that by taking you and experimenting without warning we were breaking your moral code. This time we wish to ask for your help with another experiment." 

"What are you looking to study now"? Picard enquired. 

"Sex." 

Picard was almost speechless. 

"What? You want me to have sex in front of you?" 

"Not necessarily, we are more interested in how it affects your neural pathways and various sensor readings, rather than watching you perform." 

"Well, erm, what if I don't agree to help you. The Enterprise is on an important mission and needs me." 

"We know the Enterprise is on its way to Erasmus IV and is in no danger. You will be back before you are required." 

"Let me think about it." 

"Of course, relax and as soon as you make a decision we will be ready." 

Picard looked around and noticed a comfy sofa, so he sat and pondered what to do.. 

-- 

The duplicate Captain Picard got up from the desk. He had read all he needed to about the crew and the recent missions to make sure this time he didn't make any obvious errors. However he had a mission and he was damn sure he would carry it out. He left his ready room and headed for the turbolift. 

"Sickbay." 

The turbolift quickly reached its destination and Picard walked in and noticed 3 nurses in the area and the Doctor in her office. He spoke to the nurses and told them all to leave immediately. 

"But Sir.." 

"You heard me, please leave the sickbay." 

"Yes Sir.." 

Once the sickbay was empty he went to the adjoining office. 

"Hello Beverly." 

"Capta.. I mean Jean-Luc?" 

"I need a moment with you", the duplicate Picard said. 

"Of course, what can I do for you?" 

"I need you." 

"Well as CMO I'm glad you do!" Beverly said as brightly as she could manage but suspicious of what was going on. 

"No, not as CMO. I need YOU Beverly. For so long I've wanted you, and now I'm going to have you." 

Picard kissed her passionately as she sat in her seat. Then took her hand and guided her to standing up. 

"Are you sure." 

"Yes." 

It was as simple as that. Picard knew that Beverly was now completely won over by him and he could do what he wanted. So he did. 

They kissed again and Picard yanked up her top so it sat above her chest and began to grope her. They continued kissing as Picard slipped Beverly's bra up and over her breasts exposing them. He then played with them and groped them quite roughly. Beverly realised something wasn't right but she was powerless to stop him as he fondled her and kissed her with passion, but also with force. 




Adult Star Trek: TNG Ch. 02



Soon he moved his hands down to the waistband of her trousers and in a fluid motion he yanked them down to the floor. He then did the same with her panties, leaving her completely exposed from where her top and bra sat above her now heaving breasts, to her feet. He bent her over the desk. She was his willing victim as he slid 2 fingers hard and deep into her pussy, which thankfully was so wet and easily able to cope. Beverly moaned aloud as Jean-Luc finger fucked her hard and fast, with his other hand on her hair keeping her head down near the desk she was bent over. 

There was a brief pause as Beverly caught her breath before she found something else was fucking her. Jean-Luc had dropped his trousers and pants and thrust into her wanting pussy as it enveloped his rock-hard cock. He then kept going, getting harder and faster with his hands on Beverly's long flowing red locks. Beverly felt a mixture of pain, submission and delight as she was fucked to within an inch of her life.. 

-- 

Wesley glanced at the time on the computer panel. It was unlike his Mom to be late for dinner, particularly on a Wednesday. Wednesday nights had become their nights over the last few months. They would both dress up and share a nice meal and a bottle of wine. They would talk and drink and enjoy each other's company. Sadly, as far as Wesley was concerned, that was as far as it got, except sometimes a fleeting goodnight kiss. 

"Computer locate Doctor Crusher", he asked 

"Doctor Crusher is currently in Sickbay." 

Of course! She was always at work whenever she was late for something! Wesley decided she had probably not realised the time so thought he'd go and get her. After all he'd dressed for the occasion in a black 2-buttoned suit from the early 21st Century, with a crisp white shirt with the top and next button undone. He left his quarters and headed for the nearest turbolift. 

"Sickbay." 

-- 

Beverly felt she was in some sort of twisted heaven. She was being fucked to within an inch of her life. Completely used. But it wasn't rape she told herself. It wasn't rape because she enjoyed it and wanted it. She had succumbed, she was a willing victim. 

The duplicate Picard now slid her up on to the desk as she lay with her front down on it, Picard's strong arms forcing her legs apart as she cried out in pain. However her cries fell on deaf ears as he began to fuck her again, her legs surely bruised by being forced spread sideways. Her cries subsided as his cock pummelled her hard against the desk. 

She didn't know what to do. She felt the pain of her legs being forced open, although it subsided, 'thanks to those painful yoga sessions', she thought. Now he was fucking her again and her pussy was on fire. She knew she was going to cum on his cock. She knew she was going to scream. What she didn't know is what he'd do next or if he'd ever stop fucking her. 

"Cum for me bitch". 

Picard slid a finger in Beverly's arse as she moaned louder and louder. She had tears in her eyes as she screamed once more and bucked against him. She came hard as Picard stopped for a moment, leaving his hard manhood deep inside her. He stroked her hair. Then after a moment of peace he simply pulled out of her, turned her onto her back and fucked her again, lifting her legs up and onto his shoulders. 

They both looked into each other's eyes, transfixed, as he fucked her harder than ever. Neither of them heard the door open. 

Wesley looked on, absolutely stunned. 

"Mom?" 

Nobody seemed to hear him as he watched his mother getting banged by Captain Picard. He could see the Captain's cock almost blurred as it slid in and out so quick of her as she just lay there, spread out before him with her legs in the air. He felt slightly jealous seeing his Mom's dripping cunt getting smashed but he was mesmerised by the sight. Without thinking he unzipped the flies on his suit and took his cock out and started to stroke it as it was soon rock hard. 

Mesmorised by the scene in front of him, he watched on as Picard doubled her over even more, her knees back into her and her pussy up off the desk. He held her against the edge of the desk and fucked her even harder, filling up her pussy that was soaking wet but slightly raw as it took the fucking of its life. 

"Wesley, why don't you pop that cock in your mother's mouth?" 

Wesley Crusher didn't realise Picard had noticed him and stood there holding on to his cock slightly dazed. 

"That is an order, Ensign". 

Wesley snapped back to action and looked back at his Mom's face, contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain. 

"Yes Sir." 

Wesley walked round to other side of the desk as Beverly opened up her eyes and for the first time realised Wesley was there. In her hedonistic, almost drug-like state she just smiled. 

"Wesley." 

"Mom." 

With that he undid his belt and completely slid down his trousers and pants and put his cock in his Mom's mouth. She turned her neck to the side and hungrily began to suck. She moved her hands too, stretching slightly as she felt his balls and cock as she moved it in and out of her wanting mouth. 

Picard continued with the pummelling that he was giving to Beverly's pussy as she lapped up her son's cock. He watched with interest the way Beverly was able to take so much of the penis in her mouth and could see the way her jaw seemed to move, indicating that she was really going to work on it and giving Wesley the time of his life. 

"Mom, I'm going to cum..." 

"Cum for me Wesley. Please." 

Beverly couldn't believe how much cum could come from one cock. Wesley thrusted into her mouth as he began to cum inside it but soon he had to pull out as there was so much. It ended up in her mouth, over her mouth and most of her face. 

Picard then slid a finger back in her arse hard as he fucked her and she screamed and then bucked up and down with her body as she the orgasm came and seemed to almost consume her. Then Picard shouted.. 

"Yes!" 

Picard came inside Beverly as he continued to slide in and out of her. Then pulling out as the last drops of his juice fell onto the top of her trimmed pussy, dropping her legs and leaving her laying shattered and exposed on the desk. He then took her hand and put her willing fingers inside her pussy then into her mouth. She just lay there, submitting to him as she had done all through the experience. Wesley looked on stunned, not sure whether or not he was dreaming or if this was actually real. 

Jean-Luc then pulled up his pants and trousers and left, just like that. Leaving a smiling Doctor and a confused Ensign. A broken Mom and a dazed Son. 

-- 

"Riker to Data, Worf, La Forge and Doctor Crusher, please meet me in my quarters." 

The senior officers all arrived in Riker's quarters which he shared with his imzadi, Deanna Troi, who was already there. They took the seats he offered, with the Doctor sitting next to Deanna on the sofa. 

Riker stood to address them all. 

"I think we have a problem. The Captain appears to be showing signs of odd behaviour. After apparently going to sickbay for 40 minutes, he then was seen drinking in the corridors, going to engineering and telling Geordi to 'stop worrying about those fucking engines and go get laid', and then going to ten-forward and drinking more and smoking cigars and making a very lude pass at Guinan. Doctor may I ask, did you see the Captain when he was in sickbay? Did he seem unusual? Apparently he ordered all the staff out when he arrived?" 

The Doctor said nothing. She knew her face was going as red as her hair but couldn't bring herself to open her mouth. 

"Beverly, it's ok." 

Deanna had held of Crusher's hand as she spoke to her. Beverly looked at her, then half-smiled and began to tell the room what had happened when Captain Picard came to her sickbay. She missed out the part about Wesley as she couldn't see how it was relevant. Deanna would probably pick up on it but hopefully not say anything. 

She spoke about how he had forcefully fucked her but she had been submissive to him and allowed him to do it. 

La Forge, Riker and Worf all crossed their legs as they tried to disguise the erections they were all forming. Data just had a puzzled look on his face and Troi looked showed sympathy and compassion, as Beverly had come to expect. 

When she had finished speaking, Will Riker stood up. He tried to adjust himself before he spoke to the room. 

"Well then, I think we definitely have a situation. It seems a bit similar to last time, except, erm.." 

"Except that there has been a sexual element all the way through." 

Data managed to finish off Riker's thoughts in his usual non-emotional manner. As an android, Riker knew, he couldn't feel embarrassment, nor be turned on, at least not sexually! 

"Erm, exactly. So what can we do?" 

Riker looked around at the group of senior officers before him. All accomplished officers, but also good friends. 

"Doctor can you relieve him from duty until we have it sorted?" 

"No Geordi I can't. It's still speculation and technically he hasn't broken any rules." Crusher said, with a sadness in her eyes 

"I think I have an idea.." 

Deanna now had everyone's attention as she stood up to make her point. She was now in her all in one outfit that accentuated her perfect figure. She remembered Picard's face when she said that it was the uniform she wanted rather than the traditional Starfleet uniform as it would put her and her patients at ease. At the time Picard reluctantly agreed, although had a good look first before making his decision! 

"I think if I can get close enough to the Captain and we can distract him at the same time, I might be able to distinguish his thoughts and should be able to tell whether it's the real him or not. Then we'll know if aliens have duplicated him again, or whether it's him and he's got a medical problem. Last time we tried to do a medical on him and it didn't pick up anything, but this plan could work." 

"And how will you distract him?" 

"With sex." 

Riker was stunned, however Data carried on the conversation. 

"I think I see what you mean, Counsellor. He is clearly sexually motivated at the moment and if you can use this against him and seek out his thoughts while the erotic portion of his mind is in full usage then I think that you may be able to get to the bottom of it. There is just one thing, Counsellor, are you sure you can be strong enough of mind against him? After all Doctor Crusher clearly submitted herself to him and was mentally flattened." 

"Because Data my mind is a lot stronger than Beverly's, no offence Beverly, and of course she actually wanted it." Deanna said. 

Dr Crusher blushed as she sat on the sofa. 

"Having said that maybe there is someone who could help offer a back-up. There's a young Vulcan ensign who joined the crew a month ago, if she was there as well, she could always create a telepathic link or a mind meld in case I loose control." 

"And where will this take place?" Riker asked. 

"The bridge." 

"What?!?" 

"It has to be somewhere where he is comfortable, where his mind will be at its most settled. He needs to think he's in control. Here's what I was thinking..." 

As Troi laid out the details of her plan, the men in the room, except Data, knew they'd be finding it hard to move for a little while yet... 

-- 

Ensign T'Pral sat at the conn on the bridge. She had only joined the Enterprise 4 weeks prior and had felt at the time that it was the logical decision to learn and further her Starfleet career. She knew there was also a certain 'romanticism' associated with the name 'Enterprise', but as a Vulcan she had learnt many years ago to control her emotions and she had told herself that this had nothing to do with her decision. 

Just an hour before she had had a very 'interesting' conversation with Counsellor Deanna Troi. It was thought the Captain could be under the influence of an alien presence or even be a 'duplicate', as what had apparently happened 6 months ago. While she was told what she needed to do would be voluntary, she knew the importance of it made it impossible for her to refuse. 

She turned around and caught Troi's eye. The Counsellor sat in the Captain's chair. Although she was ships counsellor, her Starfleet rank was Lieutenant Commander and as the only other person on the bridge her place was in the centre seat. They had been running skeleton shifts since they left Starbase 76, but she knew they still needed a third person on the bridge. She also knew that he was on his way. 

The duplicate Picard stepped out of the turbolift onto the bridge. During the ride to the bridge he had been thinking that his mission had gone well thus far. He had been sent to learn about the sexual desires and mechanics behind sex amongst humanity and, if possible, some of the other Federation species. 

He had earlier given Doctor Crusher a complete fucking, seeing how much fucking a human female could take. Quite a lot as it turns out. Wesley getting involved intrigued him and he couldn't help wondering if incest was common amongst humans or simply a once-in-a-while fantasy. 

As he moved onto the bridge he noticed Counsellor Troi stand from the Captains chair. She was wearing her usual all-in-one uniform, which seemed to emphasise every curve of her perfect body. Completely unnecessary, the duplicate Picard thought, but perhaps this is the way it's meant to be. After all, the body he was using seemed to react positively to it, as he felt is dick getting harder by the second. 

As he took his seat he also noticed the Vulcan ensign at the conn. Short dark hair coupling an elegant face that may not of showed any emotion, but still showed a hint of softness. She wore a standard duty uniform, completely crisp and in perfect condition as he supposed would match any Vulcan in Starfleet. 

Even though he was still new to it, the duplicate Picard realised the bridge definitely looked odd with a skeleton compliment, but also with the comfy seats and all the space it could have easily been someone's lounge. Once again, he thought about the unnecessaryness of it all, which made him think again about the outfit he thought unnecessary that clung the body of Deanna sat next to him. Then it dawned on him that maybe it wasn't so unnecessary after all. It certainly got his cocks attention, which was almost tenting against his trousers. 

Deanna continued looking forward towards the viewscreen at the front of the bridge, watching the stars streaming past. She knew it was time and soon Ensign T'Pral looked round at her and Troi nodded. This was it. Troi lent over to Picard and out of nowhere kissed him on the cheek. 

"Counsellor?" 

"Just relax Jean-Luc..." 

She turned back to face forwards and as she did Ensign T'Pral stood up from her seat at the front of the bridge and looked towards Captain Picard. She stood emotionlessly as she began to slowly sway her body. Her hands then began to run over the front of her uniform slowly. Picard was now staring at her as her hands went behind her back and slowly unzipped her uniform top. 

As T'Pral's top fell to the floor it left her top half completely exposed. Her breasts stood proudly, small but beautiful. Her nipples hard, as Picard took it all in. Picard then felt a hand on his trousers, as Troi ran her hand over his massive erection through them. T'Pral played with her breasts and then tweaked her nipples, still without emotion, as Troi unzipped Picard's trousers and pulled his cock out from his pants as it stood proudly to attention. 

Troi began to massage Picard's cock as T'Pral put her fingers in the waistband of her trousers and turned around. She then slid of her trousers slowly, bent forward with her bum in the air, covered by some black lacy panties. Her trousers fell to the ground and she effortlessly stepped out of them. Troi then got down onto her knees between Picard's legs and took him into her mouth. She began to suck slowly, her lips tight against his cock. She could sense he was distracted and his mental walls were slightly weaker but she still couldn't sense enough to know for sure what was controlling him. 

By now, T'Pral was stood looking into Picard's eyes as she slid her fingers inside the waistband of her panties and slid them down, revealing her bare pussy. Troi could feel Picard's cock twinge slightly in her mouth and knew that he was enjoying the show, but still she felt her mental probing being blocked by him. 

She knew what she had to do next, and she stood up and removed her all-in-one uniform slowly, her hands behind her unzipping herself and peeling it off her body, leaving it on the floor. She had decided to go without any underwear for the plan and she could sense surprise and excitement from Picard as he eyed up her perfectly firm and smooth body, except a small trimmed bit of pubic hair above her pussy. She stood between Picard's legs and took his hands and placed them on her body. 

Picard's hands felt up Deanna's thighs and body as he leant forward in his Captain's chair and explored her amazing tits with his fingers. Deanna then put a supple leg up on the arm of Picard's chair, exposing her pussy for him, and put a hand behind his head and brought it into her snatch. His tongue entered her and began thrusting into her dripping pussy. She moaned for him but at the same time was trying to use her Betazoid mind to unlock Jean-Luc's. 

She knew she needed to do more.. and work faster while she still had the energy, before her body succumbed to him. She stepped back from Jean-Luc and then straddled him on the chair. She felt his cock slide into her wet hole with ease and she began to fuck him against the chair. She rode him hard, his cock filling her, then sliding all the way so the tip was just against her lips before filling her again as she slid down onto it. 

Troi moaned aloud but she was struggling to summon up the mental capacity to probe his mind. Was this going to be their only chance? She realised that at that very moment she didn't care as Picard moaned and she knew he was going to cum inside her wanting pussy. 

Thankfully T'Pral had moved closer in and sensed that things were coming to a head. As Picard began to cum she lurched forward and placed her fingers on the katra points on Picard's face and initiated a mind meld. 

Once T'Pral was connected she could sense Picard's orgasm and began to moan herself. She knew she couldn't let herself get side tracked, however, and suddenly she found what she was looking for. She removed her fingers and stepped back. She looked at Deanna who was sat on Picard's cock, exhausted but satisfied. 

"Counsellor, I have what we were looking for", T'Pral said. 

"Erm, thank you Ensign. What, erm, was the outcome?" 

"That is not the Captain. It's a duplicate." 

Troi got up off the duplicate's lap and stood in front of him. She put her fingers inside her and felt the cum that had filled her pussy. 

"So you're not Captain Picard? Who's cum is this then??" 

"No, I'm not the Captain. I'm sorry for the deception but we needed to learn. I am from a group that borrowed your Captain a few months ago." 

"Where is he?" Troi demanded. 

"He is safe. Now you're aware, we will transport him back shortly." 

Troi felt happy in the knowledge that it was mission accomplished. The Captain would be returning and no harm had been done, and this had definitely been more enjoyable than any other mission.. She couldn't wait to tell Beverly about this during their next Yoga session. 

-- 

"You are free to go." 

"What happened?" Picard enquired. 

"We used another duplicate to replace you so you wouldn't be missed, however he has been discovered." The alien replied. 

"That was quick." 

"Actually, time has been passing slower here then in normal space-time and he's been at it for 18 hours and 23 minutes." 




Adult Star Trek: TNG Ch. 02



"What?!?" 

"We're sorry but we couldn't take the chance you would decline our request." 

"This better be the last time I see you. Otherwise we will find you and it won't be friendly." 

"We shall see Captain, we shall see." 

Jean-Luc found himself in what he felt was similar but different to a transporter effect, and within seconds was back on the bridge. He looked around and saw just 2 other people. Troi and T'Pral. Both Naked. At first he started to worry about what his duplicate had been up to, but then he smiled as he looked at the 2 gorgeous nude ladies in front of him. 

"Well this seems interesting..."



Adult Star Trek: TNG Ch. 03



This story is based on the series Star Trek: The Next Generation and is set during the start of series 4 on the Starship Enterprise NCC 1701-D. 

This follows directly on from 'Episode 1 - Crusher's Mistaken Memories' and 'Episode 2 - The Replacement' and like those, any comments on anything from grammar to ST authenticity are welcomed. It does contain incest and rough sex, just in case that puts you off! Everyone is always 18 and over. 

Also please note this has been re-edited from a couple of years ago and now submitted into chapters. 

***** 

"Captains log: Stardate 44061.1  

It has been nearly 2 days since I returned to the Enterprise after being abducted a second time by the unknown alien species that took me around 6 months ago. This time instead of coming back to a scene of mutiny, I returned to a somewhat different scene. Counsellor Troi and Ensign T'Pral completely naked. Thankfully they weren't quick to get dressed either and both have been very professional about what happened. Not surprising for the Vulcan Ensign I guess but the good counsellor also hasn't let it change our working relationship, despite her slow effort to get dressed and her over exaggerated look at my trousers and my hard cock as obvious as a naked Orion slave girl in a Vulcan temple. 

However things with Dr Crusher are most certainly different. Before, while never the most confident of people, has shrunk into herself even more, particularly around me. I had felt we were getting closer and closer and I knew she wanted me, not that she ever had the confidence to say outright, it now feels like she is avoiding me altogether. 

Now we are finally nearing are delayed shore leave destination of Pacifica, following a successful supply drop at Erasmus IV, I can only hope that some R&R will help the Enterprise crew, in particular her Chief Medical Officer, get back to normal."  

-- 

"Ensign Crusher, how long till we reach Pacifica?" 

"One hour, 20 minutes, Sir" 

"Excellent. As you were" 

"Yes, Captain" 

Picard turned to his right and spoke with his Executive Officer and 2nd in command Will Riker in hushed tones. 

"Will, I know everyone is looking forward to the shore leave but I must say I think the crews response to my abduction and the extra delay on our trip to Pacifica has been most pleasing." 

"I agree Sir, I know Deanna has been saying the mood on the ship has been great although I guess it might of been different had shore leave been cancelled, after all it was only a relatively small delay and all the department heads have worked hard to keep them occupied, including during your replacement." 

"Except Beverly." 

"Sir?" 

"Doctor Crusher seems to be a little withdrawn since the mission to Erasmus IV." 

"I must admit I hadn't noticed much difference in her, but now you mention it she has been on the bridge less than usual. Anyway, she and Deanna will be doing their yoga session in the Holodeck now. I know they're good friends and if Dr Crusher is struggling mentally I'm sure Deanna will help her." 

"I hope so Number One. I hope so." 

- 

"Ouch!" 

"Beverly, are you OK?" 

"Yeh, just my pride taking a hit!" 

"You haven't been able to focus all session. You're making even the most basic yoga moves look like a Tellerite doing ballet!" 

"Wow, Deanna, you don't mince your words do you!!" 

Beverly just sat on the floor and looked down. 

Dr Beverly Crusher and Counsellor Deanna Troi had been on Holodeck 3 for one of their twice-weekly Yoga sessions for around 15 minutes. While Dr Crusher had actually managed to arrive on time, her head was definitely not in the game, as she fell once more on her ass which was shaped perfectly by the black lycra 3/4 lengths she liked to wear for yoga. This time she had teamed it with a loose white t-shirt while Troi wore a black one-piece outfit that clung to her gorgeous body, similar to a traditional 21st century one-piece swimming costume but also covering the tops of her thighs. 

"I'm sorry Deanna, I'm still trying to come to terms with what happened with the Duplicate Picard and Wesley". 

It had been less than 2 days since she finally got the fucking she had wanted from Jean-Luc, only for it to have been a duplicate of him and not actually the real Picard. It was mid-fucking in her office that Wesley walked in on them and was ordered by the fake Picard to put his cock in her mouth. In the end he came all over her face and in her mouth. Worst of all, she enjoyed every drop of her sons juices. 

"It's OK Beverly, I understand the feelings you have. I am a Betazoid and you have already told me what happened in detail. Have you actually spoken to Wesley about it like I said?" 

"Not properly, no. Although before I felt he was occasionally checking me out or wandering into my room unannounced. Now it's increased tenfold! I always have to lock the inter-connecting door between our quarters if I'm having a shower or getting changed because otherwise he will try to 'accidentally' catch me." 

"You can't run away from this Beverly. We have shore leave coming up and you're going to see a lot more of each other. Remember the Pacificans have given us an entire island for the week." 

"I know Deanna, but iy'Skinr, er, iy'Skipr, oh whatever it's called, is around 10 square kilometres and I'm sure Wes will be staying in a hut or villa with and near some of the other younger people on board." 

"Well firstly it's iy'Skimra'ni Island, though the locals just call it Skim island, and secondly, erm, you're actually sharing a beach villa." 

"Deanna!!" 

"It's OK Beverly!! They're 2 bed villas next to the ocean, on the beach (which isn't hard as the sandy beach stretches all around the island). They're spaced around 500m apart so you can always see other people if you want, like Will and I, but you also have a fair amount of privacy too, if you want.." 

"Did you have a hand in this?! Does Wesley know?" said Beverly. Shocked by how much she seemed to be losing control of everything these days. 

"Yes and yes! I knew you needed some time together to work through what happened and it was the only way to get you both talking alone. Wesley seemed keen, anyway!" 

"Hmm... You have some serious making up to do Miss Troi!" 

"I thought you might say that. Computer, change program to Troi5." 

At once instead of being in a yoga studio they were on the empty bridge of the Enterprise. The lighting had softened and there was nobody around, but the thing that Crusher noticed immediately is that Troi's outfit had changed. Where once a tight black one-piece yoga outfit had been, was now a white sheer negligee and matching sheer white lacy thong. 

"Holographic outfits? Now that's new..." Beverly said with eyes wide open. 

"You like?" Deanna said, flashing a huge grin, pleased with her holographic handiwork. 

"Absolutely, although wish I had clean clothes on now rather than this sweaty yoga gear." 

"No problems. Computer, create shower of warm water above Dr Crusher with medium flow and after 5 seconds add one part of luxurious shower gel per 4 parts water for 15 seconds before resuming water flow only." 

At once warm water fell upon Beverly, as she stood in the centre of the bridge. She began to massage her hair as the shower gel began to mix in and cascade down her body. 

"Wow you certainly know how to write holodeck programs!" Beverly said as she massaged the soapy water in to her hair. 

"It's all about taking control and being direct. Something you still need to learn I think." Deanna said, as she sat in the empty captain's chair in front of Beverly. Despite the lack of water, she knew she was just as wet between her legs as the good doctor. 

Beverly smiled as she looked down at her white t-shirt which was now see through and clinging to her breasts, and began to wash. Her eyes then fixated on Deanna's, whose eyes were just as fixated on her. She then pulled the t-shirt over her head as the water finally cascaded down her bare top half. Beverly now saw that Deanna had sat back into the captain's chair and spread her legs over the arms of it, slowly massaging her wet pussy through her thong. 

Beverly, transfixed by the sight in front of her, then slid her lycra 3/4 lengths down to her ankles and stepped out of them leaving herself only wearing a favourite pair of black lacy French knickers. 

"Come on Beverly, time to take those off too. I want you naked for me now." Deanna commanded. 

"Actually I have another idea. Computer, move shower to above the Captain's chair and increase flow by 50% for 5 seconds, before reducing to minimal". 

Suddenly the flow of water now cascaded on Deanna who was shocked by the water falling upon her. 

"Beverly?" 

"Maybe you're right Deanna. maybe I can take control a little more often!" Beverly said as she walked over to Deanna, got on her knees in front of her and slid her wet thong off her. Beverly then moved Deanna forward in the chair, repositioned her legs on the arms of it one more and began to place kisses on the inside of Deanna's thighs, one then the other, moving closer to her smooth Betazoid pussy. 

"Oh Beverly", Deanna exclaimed 

Crusher didn't say anything as she continued with the kisses, closing in on the promised land, nibbling and occasionally biting her way on the sensitive skin. Deanna moaned and wriggled as finally she could feel Beverly's breath against her bare and very wet lips... 

For Betazoids, an empathic species, making love was as much an emotional experience as it was a physical experience. Deanna knew that as she was only half Betazoid and Beverly was fully human that she could only project a small amount of what she was feeling to her. However that didn't stop her sending out waves and waves of her desire and pleasure in Beverly's direction. 

Beverly Crusher felt some of the emotions that Deanna was sending her way and realised her knickers were soaked through. However, she managed to focus on the task at hand and after placing her open mouth over the entrance to Deanna's pussy, she used her tongue to lick slowly over it, slurping up the wetness therein, lifting Deanna slightly up with hands placed on each firm cheek of her perfectly formed ass. 

Soon Beverly used her tongue to probe deep inside Deanna's moist cunt as Troi moaned with pleasure, working hard and building up Deanna feeling her getting close. She then moved her mouth over Deanna's hard clit and began to suck. 

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum..." 

Soon, as Deanna had indicated, she jolted hard and began to cum as Beverly moved her mouth back down to her pussy so all her sweet juices would flow over hey mouth and face. Additionally she moved one of her hands and rubbed Deanna's clit as she screamed with pleasure. The orgasm seemed to last forever as she then finally stopped shaking and sat back into the captain's chair, sticky with a mixture of sweat and liquid from her satisfied snatch. 

"Wow Beverly, that was amazing!" 

"Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed", Beverly said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye. 

"I can't believe you finally took control! Maybe there is hope for you yet... Now let's see about returning the favour..." 

Deanna stood up and sat Beverly down in the sweaty captain's chair to give her reward before Beverly had a chance to think about the conversation she was going to have with Wesley when they reached Pacifica. 

-- 

"Captain, We are now approaching Pacifica. Pacifica Space Control is hailing." 

"Understood Ensign Crusher. Data, on screen." 

"Aye sir", Data said as he opened the communications link to Pacifica with his android fingers moving gracefully along the console. Shortly a young Starfleet humanoid female with Asian features and 2 pips on her collar appeared on the viewscreen 

"My name is Lieutenant Lee at Pacifica Space Control. Welcome to Pacifica space." 

"Hello Lieutenant, this is Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Enterprise. Permission to enter orbit and begin our shore leave as agreed." 

"Of course Captain! Welcome to Pacifica! I really hope your crew enjoy their time here. As agreed we have organised for the 

iy'Skimra'ni island to be made available for you and hope you find it suitable. The weather for your stay should be sunshine around 30 degrees and 50% humidity, with the south west corner of the island at around 16 degrees for your crew who prefer the cooler temperatures. The Villas all come with replicators and are arranged around the edge of the island as agreed, with a few additional ones nearer the centre, where you will also find waterfalls, lagoons, some fanatic cliffs for climbing and also indoor and outdoor sports and gym facilities. 

"That sounds perfect Lieutenant. We will begin transporting crew members down in the next 30 minutes and will leave a skeleton crew on the Enterprise in synchronous orbit above us. 

"No problems! Enjoy your stay and let us know if you need anything. Each Villa and facility has its own comm station which is set to mute unless activated by someone at that end." 

"Thank you Lieutenant. Enterprise out". 

Captain Picard then hit a couple of buttons on his arm rest to address the ship. 

"Everyone, this is Captain Picard. We have now arrived at Pacifica and will begin beaming people down from transporter rooms 2, 3 and 5. There will be padds available at all three transporter rooms with information about the island on Pacifica and the Villas you have been assigned. Skeleton crew watch 'A' will begin shortly at 13:00 ship time and the watches will follow as per previously discussed with your department heads. This information is also contained on the padds at the transporter rooms. Happy holidays. Picard out." 

"Well then Number One, I hope you're all packed." Picard said in hushed tones to his First Officer. 

"Indeed, well Deanna has anyway. Packing very light though..." Will Riker said with a mischievous smile on his face. 

Then Picard brought to mind the image of Deanna Troi in her birthday suit that he had seen when he arrived back from his 'abduction' and found himself smiling too, albeit with a hint of jealousy. Maybe he would try and drop in on Beverly during shore leave, although he first planned on reading a good book and skinny dipping outside his private villa in between chapters. After all, rank hath its privileges! 

- 

Beverly Crusher and Wesley Crusher materialised on the sand in front of their beach front Villa and looked at each other with different expressions. Wesley's face and smile held excitement and happiness whereas Beverly, despite smiling as much as her son, was clearly nervous about what lay ahead of them and the conversation she knew they must have. 

Wesley wore some khaki shorts, a fitted white t-shirt and brown sandals while his mother wore a thin cream cotton sundress with a floral design which swayed loosely at the hem which fell just above her knees. The dress had thin straps over her shoulders but the purple halter neck of her bikini was visible albeit covered slightly at the back by her red hair flowing just below her shoulders. 

"Come on Mom, let's check out the inside!" Wesley said as he raced ahead to the transparent door ahead of them and hit the button next to it to open it up. 

Beverly sighed as she followed him and soon they were both inside the cool villa and out of the hot sunshine. Their suitcases had already been beamed down and while Wesley went to the room which held his case, Beverly had a little look around before heading to her room. 

She noticed the replicator on a worktop near the front door which was transparent from their side with controls next to it which Beverly guessed decided on which sides were transparent and which were opaque. Smiling to herself she realised that could be funny if gotten wrong! She then saw a comfortable seating area and a coffee table with a small dining area for two as well. She moved towards her room and saw the bathroom which seemed to contain a jacuzzi and a large shower area with multiple heads. She also noticed that the bathroom had a retractable glass ceiling which she thought would be beautiful at night. Beverly then headed to her room and saw her case ready to be unpacked. 

One thing did bother Beverly however, which was that none of the rooms had internal doors. She may need to have that chat with her son sooner than she thought! 

- 

"Kroos, are you sure we are in the right place?" 

"Yes Kobor, we will finally have some vengeance! Those Starfleet Doctors will pay for their incompetence!!" 

- 

"So Mom, what do you think of this place? Cool huh!" 

"Yes Wes, it's, erm, gorgeous." Beverly said as she looked up and saw her son who was now topless and sporting the biggest smile. 

"Shall we go for a swim then?" Wesley said, hoping that he could see his mom in just the bikini he knew she was wearing. 

"In a bit Wes, we need to have a little talk first. Let's have a sit." 

Beverly went over to sit on one of the chairs in the 'living room' area while Wes reluctantly took a seat across from her. 

"What is it mom?" 

"Well it's about you and me. It's nothing for you to be worried about but I've been thinking and..." 

Just as Beverly was getting the courage to talk to her son about his feelings and what was happening between them she noticed two uninvited guests had stormed into the villa. Two very big, very angry and very much armed Klingons. 

"Stop there you puny human doctor!" Kobor said as he stormed through and stood next to Beverly, towering about her as she remained seated. Kroos went over and stood behind Wesley, who was starting to get up, and pushed him back down into the seat. 

"How dare you. Who are you and what is the meaning of this?" Demanded Beverly, with as much courage as she could muster. 

"I am Kobor and he is my brother Kroos, from the house of Najuk. We seek vengeance following Starfleet's actions at Raatooras." 

"What are you talking about? What happened?" 

"There was a plague which infected the planets water table and then began infecting the Klingons on that world. We requested assistance from the Federation as a last resort and they took 5 days to send a vessel. 5 days!! By then thousands had perished, including our mother." 

"Did they find a cure?" 

"Yes. But had they arrived sooner, many lives would have been saved. Maybe even our mother!! The Starfleet doctors don't care about Klingon lives. They think of us as Ha'DIbaH! So now we will treat you as such. We have already killed 4 federation doctors and now we will make it 5 with you. For the 5 days we had to wait." 

"You can't do this. You're on an island full of federation officers and the Federation flagship above us which will alert a security team immediately if one of our life signs disappears." Beverly said with a command she didn't even know she had herself. 

Kobor laughed. "It does not matter. We shall still kill you, but after we have used you for our own amusement and pleasure against your will." 

Wesley started to get up. "No! I won't allow you to..." his words were left hanging as he fell back unconscious into his chair. 

"Wesley!" Beverly shouted. 

"He will be OK, he just needs to know when to be quiet!" Kroos said, laughing. "Now, let's see what we can do to that pale body of yours!" 

"Wait! I understand your pain." Beverly exclaimed. 

"How could you. How can you compare yourself to us", Kobor said 

"Both my parents died when I was a child and their research vessel was destroyed by a honourless Ubarrak warship. My husband died 13 years ago on a pointless Starfleet away mission. I do know loss as much as you, if not more so!!" Beverley was now on her feet but had tears forming in the corner of her eyes. 

"Humph. Perhaps your right. But this has been a long wait for us and we will have our way with you and rape your pathetic body." Kroos said. 




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"And then we still kill her!" Kobor shouted. 

"We will see. You will do what I say younger brother. Let's see how much pleasure we get first." Kroos commanded. 

"I'm not going to let you rape me." Beverley said, again with a firmness and courage she found that had previously been hidden away. 

"Then you shall die." 

"You misunderstand, it's not rape." Beverly said as she reached around behind her and unzipped her dress before slipping her arms out of the straps and letting it fall to the ground by her feet. "It's not rape because I willingly give myself to you." 

Beverly then reached behind her back once more to unclasp her bikini and took it off over her head, her 34dd breasts hanging perfectly and proudly on display. Her nipples hard and tingling. 

"You think you can satisfy two Klingon warriors, woman?" Kroos said with a distaste in his voice but a curiosity in his eyes. 

"The name's Beverly, not 'woman' and let's see. What you waiting for, I'm not taking everything off for you. You can at least finish the job." 

At that, Kroos went to her and brought her into him forcefully with one arm wrapped around her and kissed her. His tongue soon entering her mouth and dancing with hers as their passionate, sloppy kiss continued. Beverley reached down for his belt and undid it expertly, before unzipping his trousers and nearly choking on Kroos's tongue as her hand found the biggest cock she had ever felt in her life. 

Kroos stopped kissing her for a moment and then grabbed a handful of Beverley's red locks and pushed her head down to the 11in of hard meat between his legs. 

"Now let's see what you are made of... Beverly." Kroos said her name with disdain and laughed as Beverley suddenly found herself face to face with his cock. What could she do? There was only one option ahead of her as she took hold of the monster cock and began slurping and sucking the end of it like a greedy toddler on the teet of a bottle of milk. 

As Beverly continued she ended up with more and more cock deep in her mouth.. Nearly gagging as she deep throated the Klingon who had begun thrusting as she sucked, clearly enjoying himself. Soon enough though she began to gag and Kroos withdrew. 

"Haha, nice try but clearly no match for a warriors cock!" 

"We'll see, it is just a question of getting used to it." Beverly said matter-of-factly as she wiped away the tears that had formed and took the cock back in her mouth, this time even deeper but making sure she was breathing through her nose. Soon the Klingon was thrusting again, holding her hair. She felt pain but also pleasure. It shocked her to realise she was actually enjoying this and before long she felt him shake and knew what was coming. 

As the Klingon came in Beverly's mouth, she grabbed his balls and massaged them as the warm, creamy liquid filled her throat. There was so much of it, eventually it was dribbling out her mouth and over her chin and then her breasts. She marvelled at the taste of it, earthy and in some ways more natural than the salty seamen she was used to from her previous mates. 

Soon she felt herself being lifted to her feet. Kobor already had his trousers off and his cock stood just as proud and as big as Kroos's had been. She looked into his eyes as Kobor put a hand down the front of her bikini bottoms and pulled her by them towards him roughly. He then got on his knees and yanked them off her, exposing her perfectly trimmed pussy nearly making Beverly fall backwards as they came down to her feet. He then got back up and sat her down in the empty armchair and slid 2 fingers in between her exposed wet lips. A third finger followed as he used them to fuck her. Sending his long fingers deep inside. 

Beverley moaned with ecstasy as he continued. Then she commanded him, "use your tongue, warrior!" 

The Klingon was shocked to be given an order by the small naked human female in front of him but admired her for it and gave her the reward she sought. He got down on his knees in front of her and yanked her legs so they were over his broad shoulders as he brought his long tongue to the wet entrance before him. 

Kobor's Klingon tongue was rough and brought a mixture of pleasure and pain to Beverley as it lapped against her soft wet pussy lips in broad licks. She closed her eyes as her clit tingled with the roughness catching it, before hearing an audible slurp as Kobor tasted her sweet human juices. She began to moan and then opened her eyes and noticed Kroos watching them and holding his hardening cock. 

She could feel her orgasm building and almost forgot herself but then remembered the part she had to play. These were Klingon's and everything had to be over accentuated. Beverley screamed with pleasure. 

"FUCK!! I'm about to cum my glorious, proud warrior!" 

Then true to her word she shook violently against Kobor's mouth as she came hard, actually managing to squirt liquid into his mouth. Kobor kept slurping away throughout her orgasm, before she collapsed back into her seat. The Klingon, however, was far from done. 

"Now it is my turn, woman!" Kobor said, as he brought her forward again roughly by placing his hands on her thighs. This time though, it was his rigid cock which came to bear and thrust inside her aching wet pussy. 

"You are so tight! You best be ready", the Klingon proclaimed as he thrust hard and deep into her. Beverly moaned as he continued to pummel her, grunting away. 

After a little while he took her arm and yanked her up and out of the chair. He then bent her over while standing in the middle of the room and fucked her once more. Beverly closed her eyes once more and just hoped that he didn't split her open as he filled her so completely, and then some! 

When Beverly opened her eyes again she saw another Klingon cock in front of her and realised Kroos was ready for round 2. Kroos slid his cock into Beverly's wanting mouth and she began to suck on it once more as Kobor continued to pound her pussy. After a short while, Kobor began to go quicker and quicker and while Beverly began to feel pain, she knew what was happening and soon she heard a Klingon roar and her pussy began to fill with Kobor's cum. 

After a couple of seconds Kobor pulled out from her and sat down in the chair. Kroos then stopped his face fucking of Beverly as well and she thought she might be finished with all this but he obviously had one more thing planned. He turned her towards the arm of the chair that Kobor had sat down in and bent her over again before sliding his cock into her soaking pussy, filled with his fellow Klingon's cum and her own. Kroos only thust in a few times before once again pulling out. It was only then, a split-second before it happened, that Beverly realised what he was going to do next. 

Kroos slid his cock, wet with her salvia, the cum of the other Klingon and her own pussy juices, into her ass. Beverly screamed once more as she felt her asshole stretch from the huge penis now inside it and Kroos began to fuck her slowly, before building up some speed. 

"Bel vIneH. nuj pussy 'ej vIghaj. Qo'noS DaH bIS'ub whore rIn!" Kroos shouted, as he fucked her ass and felt himself getting close once more. Her ass was so tight for him and his hard, ridged penis that it wasn't long before his cum was filling her asshole as he continued to fuck it. 

Beverly screamed herself horse as the cum filled her and the Klingon kept going for another 10 seconds before finally releasing her as she fell to the floor. Her mouth, pussy and ass used and abused by these Klingon brutes. She forced herself up to her feet and, though staggering a little, managed to address the Klingons with as much command as she could muster. 

"You have had your pleasure and you have seen my pain, mentally and physically. Leave us and Starfleet shall let you live." 

"Very well Beverly", Kroos said as he pulled up his trousers 

"But Kroos!" Kobor exclamed, "we should kill her!" 

"Quiet brother! I make the decisions and we have had our fill. Were you not pleasured by the human doctor?" Kroos commanded. 

"Yes brother." 

"Good. We shall now leave. Well played Doctor." Kroos said. "Qo'noS Kroos somraw. lup cha'. maHvaD pay' ghel Da'elDI'." 

Then the two Klingons dematerialised and the doctor collapsed, used and worn out. And of course, pleasured... 

-- 

A couple of hours had passed since the Klingon's had beamed away. Beverley reported the confrontation and that she had used diplomacy to turn them away. She also turned down the offer of assistance and began to use her medi-kit to wake her son from his unconscious state. She had already put her bikini back on and soon she heard her son coming around. 

Mom?" Wesley spoke wearily as he woke. 

"It's OK Wes, everything is OK" 

"What happened? The Klingons?" 

"It's OK, they've gone." Beverley said, stroking her sons dark brown hair gently. 

"Are you sure? How did you get rid of them??" 

"Diplomacy.. And confidence!" Beverly said, smiling. 

"Did they hurt you Mom?" 

"A little, but I'm OK now." Beverly said, thinking back to the Klingons and the way they had used her or was it her using them them? Either way her pussy and ass were still a little sore but certainly recovering from the ordeal. 

"OK Mom", Wesley sighed. 

"What's wrong hunny? You still hurting?" Beverley enquired. 

"A little, but it's not just that." 

"Then what?" 

"Before the Klingons arrived you wanted to have a serious talk with me and while I've been trying to put it off, I think I know what you're going to say. 

"OK smartie, what's that then?" 

"It's about what happened with the duplicate Captain Picard, isn't it? I know you know I think you're a beautiful woman but also my mom. I have taken risks, 'accidentally' catching you changing or coming out of the shower and I'm sorry. I know I pushed things too far and it has stopped." Wesley sighed again. 

"Maybe..." Beverly said, with a smile. 

"Huh?!" 

"Well before all this happened I know I didn't always have confidence in myself. As you know I like Jean-Luc very much but never had the confidence to tell him. During our encounter in my office I never had the confidence or strength to stop it, even though I knew it was wrong. Lastly since then I haven't even had the confidence to admit to myself that maybe I enjoyed it..." Beverly said, feeling a weight lifted from her shoulders. 

Beverley continued, "to fully answer your earlier question Wes, I used sex and confidence to get the Klingons to leave. I let them use my body and they had my mouth, pussy and ass but not in loving way, they wanted a whore not a partner." 

Wesley began to fidget, feeling a uncontrollable hardening in his groin. "Wow Mom! That's so strong of you. And very graphic..." Wesley's mind was definitely on the wander. 

"It's OK Wes, the confidence I now have in myself, I feel so much better about myself now. I want to treat you as the adult you have become." Beverley said as she stood over her son. 

"Now Wes, I'm going to care for you. I'm going to lie you down on your bed and inspect where the Klingon struck you on your head. I will treat it and I will kiss it better. Then I will kiss you better. I will remove your shorts and kiss every inch of you and love you as a mother and as an adult. Do you understand?" 

"Yes Mom", Wesley said, in somewhat of a daze. 

"Good". 

Beverley took Wesley's hand and led him to his room and moved the empty suitcase and then the duvet off the bed and helped him on to it. She laid him with his head on the pillow and firstly scanned the bruise on the side of his head where the Klingon had knocked him unconscious. Once satisfied it was healing, she then kissed the bruise gently, before kissing around it in a circular path and then moving across to her sons ear and then cheek. Slowly and gently, as promised. 

It wasn't long before Beverly's soft lips reached her son's and they kissed, gently, before her tongue slid into his mouth. They continued kissing slowly, erotically and deliberately, before her kisses went to his other cheek and then down his supple neck. She kissed gently on Wesley's neck, nibbling a little but still showing a motherly care about what she was doing. 

Then she started on his chest where hair had grown but not too much. In fact his toned body and small amount of hair made her think of a beautifully carved figurine. She smiled to herself, he was so handsome and had come from her. It seemed fitting and natural to be able to care for him in this way. 

His erect nipples gave away how he was feeling as Beverley planted kisses directly on them, making Wesley tingle at her light touch. She placed her lips on every part of his handsome chest and then moved on to his arms. His arms were strong and she moved down his right arms first kissing against the softness of his skin and then his forearm hair. She took his hand and kissed each finger and then, in a break of routine, she took each finger one by one into her mouth, clasping her lips over them and dragging them firmly and slowly back to the tips looking deeply into Wesley's brown eyes. 

She repeated the process for his left arm, bending over the bed as she took the arm and then his hand, giving them the same treatment as she did on his right. Once this was finished she went back to his chest and then to his abs. He may be skinny but he had definitely been working out as she kissed all over the firm abs. 

Beverley then smiled at her son as she unzipped Wesley's shorts and pulled them down. Wesley helped by lifting his ass off the bed slightly and soon the shorts were by his feet and then off completely, leaving him in his snug Starfleet issue pants which showed how much he was enjoying the experience, nearly being ripped apart by the hardness they contained. 

Having just taken his shorts off by his feet, Beverly proceeded to suck each toe from left to right as she saw them. She then kissed his feet being as gentle as possible and trying not to tickle him. She thought back to how she used to tickle his naked body and feet when he was little and the pleasure both she and Wesley used to get from it. Now things were very different but she still had the same love for him as she did then. She wanted to look after him and pleasure him and be close to him. Always. 

As she recovered from her memories, she was now kissing up his legs, going between them. Again his legs were strong, yet soft under her lips. She moved slowly up them, over his knees and then along his thighs before she reached his pants and the hard cock they had molded themselves around. She decided to place her kisses over the pants, leaving the thin layer of material between her mouth and his penis which felt warm underneath. 

Wesley leaned back and was clearly in heaven as Beverly then moved her hands inside the waistband and began to slide his pants off him, finally exposing his hard cock to her. She slid the pants down his legs and off him in the same way his shorts had gone. 

Beverley took a second to admire what lay before her before bending over him and placing a kiss on the tip of his cock, before placing further kisses down his shaft and then his balls which were clearly trimmed but still showed a nice amount of hair. He was definitely a man now and not the boy he was. 

She then took his hand and held it against his hard penis, stroking it. Both of their hands gripped his cock and began to move up and down against it. 

"I love you, my darling boy." 

"I love you too, Mom", Wesley replied. "I'm getting close." 

"Good, my love. I want to feel you on me", Beverly said as she stood up and removed her bikini top. She then removed her bottoms and was about to kick them away with her feet when Wes stopped her with his words. 

"Mom, please can I have your bikiki bottoms? I want to know you feel as I do." 

"Of course darling," Beverly said as she picked them up. She then gave them to her son who sat up to collect them. She then slid his legs around so he sat on the edge of the bed. "I want you to cum Wesley, on me. I want to feel you". 

"I understand Mom." 

Wesley then put his mom's bikini bottoms to his face and was in heaven as he inhaled the scents of her. They were wet with her and he then knew he was about to cum. He looked at her as she knelt naked on the floor and they held each others gaze as the first ropes of cum shot from his cock onto his mother. They mostly landed on her bare breasts, although some did fall on her face. 

He kept pumping his cock as he came and more and more liquid was now falling on Beverly, dribbling down her naked body as their eye contact remained. She looked so beautiful to him covered in his cum and it took a while before the ejaculation finally stopped. Wesley breathed heavily as Beverly began to rub his liquid into her skin, bringing her fingers to her mouth and tasting it off them. 

"Would you like these?" Wesley said as he offered her the bikini bottoms she had given to him. 

"Thank you", Beverly purred as she used the inside of them to mop up the excess liquid, before getting to her feet and sliding them back on. 

Wesley looked disappointed for a moment before he realised what she was doing. After sliding her bikini bottoms back on she pushed her gusset against her firmly, before sliding them back off. She then made a show of licking and sucking the warm gusset, wet with the juices of them both. 

Wesley then stood up from the bed and hugged her. Their love was as strong as ever, together. 

"Now Wes, how about we go for a swim?" Beverly said, as she led her son outside to the sea. Their private beach was hot as the sun was now low in the sky. They walked hand in hand towards the water, completely naked and completely satisfied.