As the door closed behind him, Wesley boldly walked onto the bridge of the enterprise. He saw the commander, captained Picard, Geordie and his mother. His face was beaming with pride and sexual satisfaction.
Commander Riker approached him first, with his mother close behind. Just as Commander Riker began to speak, Wesley's mother drove herself between Commander Riker and her son.
Grabbing his shoulders, she cried out," my son, my son, are you OK".
Embarrassed out of his mind, Wesley pleaded for his mother to stop. She hugged him tightly, her arms around his shoulders.
As the rest of the crew looked on, Dr. Crusher regained her composer. She grabbed his shoulders, stretching out her arms and looked at her boy. She beamed, inspecting her pride in life from head to foot.
As she inspected her Joy, she saw the modest bulge in his tight Starfleet uniform.
With a very concerned look on her face, Dr. Crusher cried, "Wesley, what happened? Didn't you and the counselor meet to discuss your problem?
"Yes, mom. We did discuss my problem in a very personal way".
"Then why do you still show signs of being affected by his problem," she said staring down at his crotch. She hoped Wesley would understand her inference, as she tilted her head down.
Commander Riker stood right by Dr. Crusher but was unaware of her inference and cause for concern. He was more interested as to why Wesley met with counselor Troi and what was the cause of the outbursts from the ready room.
"But Wesley, look you're still excited" Dr. Crusher said frustrated, not knowing if her son was still ill.
Standing in front of the commander crew with his mother fawning over him, Wesley grew increasingly embarrassed about his mother's actions and the fact that his hard on was available for everyone to see.
Trying to cover himself while also keeping his mother from smothering him with concern, Wesley gently pushed his mother back.
"Ensign Crusher, what went on in the ready room? What were the noises? Those screams, where did they come from? Are you feeling well? How is counselor Troi? Commander Riker pleaded.
Just as he began to speak, Captain Picard interrupted, "Ensign Crusher, did you meet with counselor Troi?
"Yes Captain" Wesley replied.
"Did counselor Troi help you with your problem", Captain Picard asked.
"Yes Captain, very much so" Wesley replied.
"Then why as your mother noticed, do you still show signs of distress," Captain Picard asked, unable in mixed company to discretely describe his erection.
Wesley, with a wide grin and excited smile on his face said, "Counselor Troi's treatment was very thorough. She did and excellent and exemplary job on me Captain. I can only say that I must be feeling the after effects from her and her treatment".
Captain Picard grinned and slightly excited said, "Well done Ensign".
Stressed out, Dr. Crusher wondered if Wesley received the proper treatment from Deanna and the possibility she might need to see him again.
"I think you might need to see the counselor again. Doctor Crusher continued, "Wesley, I think you might need to be treated again. One more session should remedy your small little problem," - inferring to his erection.
"I'll be glad to see her again. Whatever is necessary, I'll do my duty" Wesley said eagerly with a smile on his face.
Deanna continued on Data, taking him in her mouth and down her throat. The girth of data was unexpected and hampered her breathing. Able to breath only through her nose, she became breathless.
Drawing his dick out of her mouth, she raised her head up and began to slowly stroke him with her right hand. Breathing heavily with her modest chest heaving forward, she said, "Data I'm curious, how you ejaculate or orgasm not being human?
"My program allows me to experience simulated human organisms from which I ejaculate liquid protein syrup. Tasha Yar said this liquid protein was very similar but slightly sweeter than human semen."
"But how do you know when you will or what causes you to ejaculate and orgasm," she asked inquisitively, as she continued to vigorously stroke him.
"I hope my explanations of my sexual programs does not take away your interest and efforts in giving me as good a blow job as your past human relationships counselor. But my ejaculation and orgasm is reflective of the galvanic response that receptors in my male sexual organs receive from humane stimulation".
"I don't understand Data, explain that again" she replied.
She had stopped stroking him and sat in between his knees looking up towards him.
"Counselor, why did you stop? Please continue," Data insisted.
"Data I don't understand. What do you mean?
Data sat with his legs open, fully erect with the counselor squatted between his legs.
"Counselor it's simple. The harder and faster you suck on me by giving the blow jobs or fucking you the faster I will experience and orgasm and ejaculate. The friction of your hand, mouth or vagina on my dick causes a mild electrical current which my sensors interpret as sexual gratification."
Finally noticing the bulge in Wesley's pants, Commander Riker asked, "What was the cause of this Wesley?
Embarrassed but determined not to give away the future possibility of meeting with counselor Troi again, Wesley replied humbly, "counselor Troi is pretty Commander. I know I'm only in 19. I couldn't help it Commander".
Reliving his own childhood, Commander Riker understood what Wesley was feeling and let him pass.
"But what about the screams and low moans Wesley? Can you explain that? Commander Riker insisted.
Again, just before Wesley spoke Captain Picard interjected, "Commander, Ensign Crusher's therapy with counselor Troi was private and should remain that unless what took place could be considered a danger to this ship or crew".
"Don't you think that is reasonable Commander? Captain Picard suggested.
After reflecting for one moment, Commander Riker agreed.
"Well Captain and Commander Riker, what took place is a counseling session that involved high emotion and expressed feelings of gratitude, appreciation and satisfaction" Wesley replied fondly.
"Nothing that would endanger the ship Commander" Wesley replied.
"Very interesting Data," counselor Troi said as she brushed back her damp black hair from her eyes and over her head.
"Please continue counselor" Data insisted as she brought her head forward and upon his crotch with his left hand.
She then relented and resumed giving Data a blow job. Her head and mouth centered on data's dick. Then with one big gulp, she consumed Data's cock, thrusting her head and gaping mouth hard upon him.
She increased the use of her tongue and tightened her lips around his shaft, in order to increase the friction.
As the friction increased, Data sexual programming initiated a second preprogrammed phase to entice sexual pleasure. As she continued slurping with her mouth aggressively attacking Data's cock, his dick gradually increased a quarter-inch in diameter.
Her eyes closed as her thrusts became rhythmical. As her lips and jaw slowly drew further apart, she realized the size of his dick was increasing and became increasingly aroused.
At his present size, Deanna's lips and mouth was fully stretched. Unable to any longer breathe through her mouth, Deanna desperately tried to breeze solely through her nose.
In her mind, she could not believe Data stamina. She had been aggressively working on his dick for 25 minutes. Wesley only took 10 minutes but she thought again that he was an inexperienced child.
Brushing the hair from her face, Data placed both his hands on the side of her head. A fixing her mouth over his cock and into her mouth, Data in a very suggestive but mechanical voice said, "I suggest you begin to swallow counselor".
Deanna frantically tried to speak but her cries were a muffled due to Data's cock in her mouth. Unable to move her head, she prepared herself for what would be her first orgasmic experience with an android.
Data exploded into her mouth and against the back of her throat. Not once or twice but he repeatedly released himself into her mouth, quickly filling her mouth with android cum.
Desperately trying to hold out until he was finished so she can spit out his fluids into the sink, Deanna Time was running short because of the pace of his ejaculation and their volume.
No liquid spilled out the side of her mouth as she suspected would happen. For her lips were stretched so tight around his cock, a watertight seal formed.
Unable to contain the volume of fluid in her mouth, she was forced to swallow his entire load. It was very difficult for her to swallow his large load. When data saw her swallow, he released her head and brought his arms down to his side.
Wiping her mouth, she sat back down on her knees. Her neck strained and jaw sore, she said flustered, "Data, please give me one minute."
Data rose to his feet and walked towards the conference table. Still erect, he covered waist.
Upset, Deanna cried, "Data why did you hold my head so firm over your dick? And why did you make me swallow your load? I don't like doing that! I hate that data! Don't ever do that again, understand!
Surprised, "I am sorry counselor. All my research material and programs provided me by my father all incorporate the idea that female humans love to give blow jobs and especially like to swallow the male human ejaculate."
