Chapter One
Deanna Troi awoke slowly to the pleasurable sensation of having her clit licked and a two fingers slowly pushing in and out of her pussy. She reached her hand down and ran it through the head of her lover. "That feels SO nice!" she murmured.
Unfortunately this movement made her head throb. Shit, she had drunk much too much Romulan ale before going to bed. And then she wondered, who did I bring to my bed last night? She could not remember anything past Guinan putting another round of drinks on the table. There had been three of the bridge officers plus a few others, and she seemed to remember that she had been flirting with several of them during the evening.
"Computer. Lights. Twenty percent!" she said to the air. The illumination in the room rose. Even this dim lighting hurt her eyes and set her head throbbing. She moaned again as her blonde haired lover flicked her clit delightfully, and then ran their tongue up and down her gash. She felt her cunnie gush some juices and she arched her back as she had a mini orgasm. She grasped Tasha's head and pushed it into her groin, grinding her pussy against those sweet lips and searching for a more powerful cum.
Yes, she realized that her lover for the morning was Tasha Yar. The buzz cut blonde hair and the unique way that she licked out her pussy had solved the small mystery. She and Tasha had been in this position many times in the past few months, though usually it was during a therapy session and not an overnight lovemaking session. Not that those had not happened.
It would have been unthinkable for most counsellors to have sex with their patients, but in Deanna's case "Counsellor" was a euphemistic title used when introducing her to visiting dignitaries who did not understand the true structure of the medical hierarchy aboard the Enterprise. The ship actually carried a large complement of psychiatrists and psychologists amongst Dr. Crusher's medical staff. But Deanna Troi and a few others were not part of that staff due to there unique responsibilities. Instead Deanna reported directly to Captain Picard due to the sensitive nature of her assignment aboard.
Deanna Troi was from Betazed. The common misconception of Betazoids was that they were empaths. While they did have limited abilities to sense emotions from other beings, their true value to the Federation came from the fact that from a young age they were all trained to be sexually open and accommodating.
Deanna Troi was the Enterprise's senior sex therapist. The Enterprise had a crew complement of around 1,000 bodies and so she had several staff reporting to her, but it was her personal responsibility to ensure that the bridge officers and other senior staff were sexually well adjusted and, if necessary, to apply therapy to correct any deficiencies that might interfere with the crews' ability to perform their duties.
Tasha Yar was an official patient of hers and saw her for regular sessions twice a week. Those sessions had included verbal counselling and some sexual intimacy. And this was not the first time that she had shared her bed with the strapping security specialist outside of a formal session.
Deanna moaned and then came again, causing Tasha to giggle before moving up her body. Tasha then took one of the Betazoid's nipples in her mouth and sucked hard, nibbling around the barbell piercing. "God, I've always loved your fucking tits!" she told her dark haired lover. "There's only one other person on this ship who has melons to match yours, but yours are so fucking firm!"
Deanna knew that Tasha's excessive use of crude language was compensation for being born female on a war ravaged planet, and her need to be seen as a stronger individual. It was also a symptom of the extra new hormones coursing through her body that were part of her therapy.
Tasha moved up to lay atop Deanna. She ground her pelvic bone against that of her lover, while at the same time squeezing one of Deanna's breasts. She kissed the dark haired woman hungrily, their tongues invading each other's mouths. "Oh, I'd love to put on that strap-on again and fuck you raw like I did last night, but I'm on duty in thirty minutes and have to go to my quarters first. Besides, soon I'll be able to fuck you much more realistically! Any word from Data on that front?"
Deanna put on a light robe as Tasha quickly dressed. "I'll be seeing him later today and will get an update from him then. It shouldn't be too much longer!"
"Great." said Tasha. She gave Deanna one more hungry kiss on the lips and squeezed one of her breasts that was exposed by the open robe. "I'll see you later!" she growled as she gave Deanna's ass a slap in farewell.
As she picked up her clothing from the previous evening which was scattered around her quarters, Deanna took the cum caked strapon from the floor and tossed it into the replicator so that the computer could break down its atoms and store them back into its reserve banks.
Deanna had the computer read out her schedule for the day. It was fairly light, but she did have a session scheduled with nurse Alyssa Ogawa in four hours. Ogawa would be ending her shift shortly before then and would have free time for several hours before going to sleep. The Enterprise crew maintained a three shift schedule and Dr. Crusher's second in command was actually first in command at the moment, since Beverly was off on a short away mission.
Deanna put on her exercise outfit and spent an hour in the ship's gymnasium and fitness rooms. Her work demanded that she be in top shape. She could not afford to be tired or flagging in effort halfway through a tense sexual session with one of her patients.
While she worked out, her thoughts turned to Tasha's comments about her tits. Through their unique breeding on Betazed, Betazoid mammary characteristics had diverged slightly from the galactic norm. All Betazoid females had large breasts with very plump aureolas and fat pronounced nipples. As the women aged, their breasts remained firm and never sagged. In keeping with the customs of her people, Deanna had had her nipples pierced when she came of age and she had a large variety of nipple adornments which she wore. At the moment, for her workout she had affixed simple thick studs.
The other person who had tits to match hers, as Tasha had put it, was Beverly Crusher. This was evident to anyone who saw Dr. Crusher in uniform, and Deanna was more familiar than most with the good doctor's large breasts. Although Beverly had never sought her out in a professional capacity, the two senior staff women had shared each other's beds many times and Deanna had played with and sucked on the senior medical officer's tits every chance she had. Her favourite position with Beverly was to sit atop her with a long double ended dildo sunk deep in both of their pussies, rocking back and forth to get some delicious stimulation on her clit, while grasping both of Beverly's large soft breasts in her hands and kneading the delightfully doughy flesh! Deanna almost creamed her exercise shorts!
Deanna grinned to herself. She had to admit that she definitely had a tit fixation. Beverly was her favourite female lover on the Enterprise, with Tasha coming a close second, each for decidedly different reasons. Tasha was aggressive and dominant, whereas Beverly had been shy and reluctant at first, and then had developed into a tender lover who would suckle Deanna's pussy for hours if permitted.
The two women had been quite infatuated with each other for a considerable time, even to the point of not giving enough time to their other lovers. Deanna certainly took care of all of her patients' needs, but poor Will Riker had suffered blue balls for considerable time until Deanna had steered him to other relief. And she knew that Jean Luc had complained to Beverly about not getting enough sex, although while that woman Vash had been on the ship, his complaints had faded away.
Unfortunately the two women had a severe falling out a couple of months back, when Beverly's son Wesley had come of age. Deanna had been counselling Wesley for some time before that, but she had not touched him physically until he reached the age of consent. Wesley had told her all about his frustrations and his few attempts at sexual adventures with others on the ship of his own age, female and male.
Deanna knew that a lot of Wesley's problems stemmed from growing up without a father. While Jean Luc had set a good example since Wesley had come on board, the Captain was not comfortable with children. And, Wesley had had many years before that of being raised only by his mother. She was not surprised that Wesley was socially awkward and that his sexual interactions had been few and disappointing. At first she thought that Wesley might be too attached to his own mother!
On the day he came of age, Wesley had been eager for their first intimate encounter and Deanna had not disappointed the boy. He had cum multiple times on and in her body. He had been a hurried and frankly poor lover. Beverly had not objected to Deanna's having sex with her son. She had in fact encouraged it, since she figured that Deanna would be able to teach him better than anyone else.
No, Beverly had not objected to the sex, but she had been astonished when Deanna had diagnosed Wesley's sexual dysfunction and her recommended treatment. Beverly could not believe that Wesley had the problem that Deanna was suggesting nor could she condone the course of treatment that Deanna implemented.
The two women had ended up arguing so loudly and so frequently that they had ended up facing Captain Picard together, who had heard their arguments and ultimately had decided that Deanna should be permitted to continue her course of treatment for Wesley.
Beverly had forbade this and so Wesley had ended up moving out of his mother's quarters into his own small crew quarters. Deanna had continued his counselling, medication and training. Beverly had refused any further contact with Deanna, except as their professional duties required.
After her workout Deanna took a hot water shower in the fitness facilities. She loved letting the hot water run over her body. This was one of the benefits of staying fit; her quarters, like all of the crew quarters was fitted only with a sonic shower, which was perfectly fine for staying clean, but was lacking in giving any pleasure from the experience. As she soaped herself, her fingers toyed with her clit. Betazoid's were highly sexed and she craved another cum. She thought back on Tasha's tongue running along her clit and then shuddered through another small climax.
On her way back to her cabin she stopped in to Ten Forward to grab a fruit juice. Guinan was pleased to see her and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek as well as the juice. In a low whisper the black El-Aurian bartender asked Deanna how things went with Tasha. Deanna looked her straight in the eye and said that she could not talk about patients, but since Tasha had gone to bed with her as a lover, not as a patient, the sex had been fantastic!, she whispered.
