A short time after dinner, the drug had taken hold. Wesley Crusher was passed out in his bed and Beverly Crusher was free to do whatever she wanted with her son. She started by peeling off his clothes. She had already seen him naked several times this week so this was nothing new, but she still hadn't gotten use to the size of her son's cock and she gasped as it bounced up and slammed into his stomach with a thud.
"Oh my, Wesley," Beverly Crusher said out loud. "That is some big cock you have there."
Wesley didn't respond, of course.
"It seems swollen. I'll have to do a diagnostic," she said, letting out a little giggle. She enjoyed playing doctor with her son, even if he was unable to respond. She reached for her tricorder and scanned his cock. "It's just as I thought. You have penis edema. It's a swelling of the blood. Very dangerous. Fortunately for you, there's a cure."
Beverly set the tricorder down and took his cock in her hands. She bent down and licked his cock from top to bottom, paying special attention to his bulging veins and circling her tongue around his enormous mushroom head. God she loved his cock. She pressed it against the side of her face, feeling the warmth. His shaft stretched from her chin to the top of her forehead.
"How is that? All better?" She asked. "No? Maybe this will help."
And then Beverly Crusher stuffed his cock into her mouth. She felt the head press against the back of her throat. I can do better, she thought, and then pushed her down further until his cock pressed into her throat. She was deepthroating her son! She had never done this with anyone ever! She pushed a hand into her pants and shoved as many fingers inside her wet pussy as she could. She came right there with Wesley's cock deep inside her throat.
"Oh my god," she said, pulling off his cock to catch her breath. "Is that better, Wesley? No? What if we try this?"
Beverly yanked her shirt off and slipped out of her pants revealing her naked body to her unconscious son. She still had a wonderful figure for her age, not that it mattered. Modern science had allowed her tits to stay perky and firm, and her dancing hobby kept her legs and ass toned. She was often upset that no one could ever appreciate how hard she worked on her body.
Wesley would, she thought, and she reached down and took a hold of his cock and lifted herself on top of it. She was so wet his cock would slide right into her. This is exactly what I need...
"Oh Wesley," she cried as she sat on his cock and her ass was flush with his waist. She put her hands on his chest and lifted herself halfway up... and then back down. And then again and again slowly at first, and then faster and faster...
"Do you like this, Wesley? Do you like fucking mommy?" she asked as she bounced up and down on his giant erect penis. She grabbed his limp hands as she had done the night before and brought them up to her breasts. She squeezed, causing him to squeeze... "Oh fuck!"
Then she wanted to do something that she considered even more taboo. Currently, she was lusting for his cock, but now she wanted to kiss Wesley. Kiss her son! She leaned down and pressed her breasts against his chest. She pushed Wesley's jaw open and slid her tongue inside his mouth. The connection was electric. And then his tongue suddenly jerked and seemed to kiss her back.
Beverly sat up. Was he awake? No. That's impossible. It must be an involuntary reaction. Just like his cock will cum eventually with enough attention. Satisfied with her answer, she leaned back over and kissed her son as she rode his cock, pumping her ass up and down and driving herself to another mind-bending orgasm.
"Are you close, Wesley? You can cum inside me, Wesley. Cum deep inside me!" And she bounced faster and faster until she could feel it. He was cumming! She could feel the warm gooey deposit deep inside her. And she came again on top of him before collapsing.
"Thank you, Wesley," she said, on the verge of tears. "That was wonderful."
"You're welcome, mom," Wesley said softly.
Beverly snapped up again and looked down at him. His eyes were closed. What the hell?
"Wesley? Are you awake?"
No response. She lifted herself off his cock and reached for her tricorder. This time she did a serious scan. Her readings told her Wesley was in a deep sleep, just as he should be. But why did he respond? Why did he kiss her back? Was there some connection that was beyond medical science? She would have to investigate and decided not to have sex with him again that night until she had more information.
The next day in engineering...