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.
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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.
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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.."
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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."
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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.
