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Subject: What Wesley Needed (FF/m)
Date: 18 Apr 1995 20:06:15 GMT
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   Warning:  This story contains both spanking and sex.  If any of
you are turned off by this sort of thing, then just skip this
post.  If you are interested, however, keep on reading.


                       What Wesley Needed

   "Wes," Dr. Beverly Crusher called to her son, "before you go
to bed, I'd like to talk to you."
   Wesley came out of the bedroom dressed in the short pajama
robe like his hero, Captain Jean Luc Picard, wore.  "Sure, mom,
what is it?"
   Beverly patted her hand on the empty section of the sofa.  Wes
sat down beside his mother.  Before Beverly could say another
thing, the door chime sounded.
   "Come," Beverly and Wes said in unison.  Deanna Troi, ship's
counselor, entered.
   "Ah, Deanna," Beverly said, "you're here.  Good.  Have a
seat."
   Deanna sat down in a chair across from mother and son.  Wes
wished he hadn't chosen this robe to wear tonight.  He was
painfully aware that it showed a bit too much and that it would
easily expose his growing erection caused by the sight of the
beautiful counselor.
  "Wes," Beverly began, "the captain told me about the latest
incident involving a science project."
   Wesley's heart sank.  The last incident had caused the
Enterprise to come under attack by the nanites, microscopic
robots that were used for medical purposes.  Beverly had scolded
him and revoked his holo-deck privileges for a month after that
incident.
   "Mom, I didn't think that there was any danger..."
   "That's right, young man," Beverly scolded him, "you didn't
think.  If that anti-matter had come in contact with the
bulkheads, we would not be here right now.  It's lucky that Data
discovered the programming error and corrected it."
   "Yeah, mom," Wesley muttered.  He was humiliated.  Here he
was, a fully grown man of sixteen, being scolded like a child in
front of his love goddess, Deanna Troi.  He fervently hoped that
Deanna wasn't here because she had discovered some of his holo-
deck programs that were devoted to her.
   Beverly threw up her hands.  "I just don't know what to do
with you, Wesley.  I've scolded, revoked privileges, and even had
Lieutenant Worf speak to you.  Nothing seems to work.  And now
Deanna tells me that you have a few rather, uh, unusual programs
for the holo-deck."
   Wesley's heart hit his stomach.  He had been found out.
Deanna had discovered his programs, Troi-Striptease 1-20.
   "Uh, I never did anything..."
   "It doesn't matter, Wesley.  You invaded Deanna's privacy by
allowing a holo-deck re-creation of her to do a striptease for
your pleasure."
   Wesley just hung his head.  There was no defense here.  He
wondered what they were going to do.  At worst, they would
probably ship him back to Earth for some psychiatric counseling.
   "Beverly," Deanna broke in, "can I talk to you privately for
just a moment."
   Beverly just shook her head at Wesley.  "Sure, Deanna."  The
both walked into Beverly's bedroom.  Wesley couldn't hear through
the door what was being said.  He hoped that he wouldn't be
shipped back to Earth.  He loved being aboard the Enterprise.
   The door to the bedroom opened and both women came out.
"Wesley," Beverly addressed her son, "Deanna has just made two
very fine suggestions."
   She again sat down by Wesley and Deanna took the opposite
chair.  "First, since your mind and body are forcing you into
sexual maturity, Deanna has agreed to teach you some basic
things.  It seem that your fantasy has come true, Wesley.  I
can't say that I'm comfortable with your sexual awakening, but I
trust Deanna to guide you through it."
   Wesley couldn't believe his ears.  He was going to get to have
sex with Deanna.  It was a dream come true.
   "Second, Deanna has also told me about a method of punishment
that her mother used to use on her.  I don't like doing it, but
I'm afraid that I have no choice."
   Wesley chewed on his bottom lip as his mother got up and went
to the replicator.  He wondered what she was going to do.  Not
that it really mattered anyway, he was going to get laid no
matter what happened.
   Beverly closed her eyes and steeled herself.  "Computer, one
ping pong paddle made of mahogany and one centimeter in
thickness.  No covering, just plain wood."
   Wesley stared in open-mouthed horror.  His mother was going to
spank him.  She had never hit him before (unless one counted the
slap across his mouth when she had been under the influence of
Ambassador Sarek's degenerating emotional control brought on by
Bendii Syndrome).  That hadn't really been her fault.  But now
she was going to consciously take a paddle to his ass.  It was
embarrassing.
  Beverly walked over to the sofa, paddle in hand, and sat down
beside Wesley.  She grabbed Wesley by the wrist and pulled him
across her lap.  It really hurt her to have to do this.  She had
never struck Wesley (well, she did once, but she hadn't had any
control over her actions).  She was as embarrassed as her son.
It was humiliating for her to have to do this to Wesley, who
should be well past the stage of needing corrective measures.
   Wesley's face turned an instant shade of red as he felt her
tossing up the bottom of his short robe and sliding down his
underpants.  He was very aware of Deanna's eyes upon him as he
was being subjected to this humiliation.
      CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
   Wesley felt the tears freely rolling down his face.  His poor
ass was in a lot of pain from the sting of the paddle.  His
mother, for someone who never spanked him before, was certainly
wielding it with brutal efficiency.
   CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
   Beverly was crying as much as her son.  She hated the fact
that she had to cause him pain in this fashion, but she also knew
that it was a lesson that he sorely needed.
   "Be strong, Beverly," Deanna said, "One last set and then it's
done."
   CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
   Wesley bawled like a five year-old.  He was humiliated beyond
all belief.  He was crying and taking a spanking like a child.
Worst of all, it was right in front of Deanna.
   Deanna looked with satisfaction at Wesley's bright red ass.
It was a tight and sexy ass, but she bet that it was a sore one
now.
   Beverly stopped her sniffling and let Wesley up.  She paused a
moment to dry her eyes.  She then placed the paddle on top of the
desk where Wesley would be sure to see it every day.  Perhaps
that would remind him of this experience.  She hoped that she
wouldn't ever have to do it again.  "I'll be in Ten Forward for
the next few hours," she said to Deanna.  For one thing, she
needed a drink.  Secondly, it would give Deanna and Wesley time
to...  She stopped dwelling on that particular thought.  She
didn't like the thought of her son and her best friend having
sex, but it really was a good way to teach Wesley some control.
She quickly exited her quarters.

   Deanna watched as Beverly left.  She could sense that Wesley
was embarrassed from his spanking and that Beverly was a bit
perturbed about what was going to soon happen.  She got up and
moved over to the sofa.  She began by massaging Wesley's tight
buns in a effort to soothe some of the pain.  Wesley stopped
sobbing and began to take notice of the feminine touch on his
sore backside.  Soon his robe was on the floor and he was getting
the best massage he had ever received.  Deanna's fingers worked
soothingly around his bottom and back.  She even traveled down to
his legs and worked the tension from them.  The final act was to
reach between his legs and gently rub his balls.
   Deanna could easily pick up the emotional switch from pain and
humiliation to sexual arousal.  When her fingers began to caress
his balls, she felt a jolt of instant titillation emanate from
him.  She knew that he was close to exploding his seed right into
the cushions of the sofa.  She gently rolled him over and took
his hard cock into her mouth.  It was like having a hot sausage
in her mouth.  It jerked and expanded many times.  She gently
rolled her tongue along the head of the sensitive cock.  Wesley
moaned in absolute pleasure.  In under a minute, he exploded with
such a force that the first two salvos of semen shot right to the
back of her throat.  She gulped noisily as he cried out in
ecstacy.  His cock continued to pump precious pearly precipitates
of semen.  His balls must have been loaded to the limit with
semen.  She figured that she had swallowed at least a quarter of
a cup full of the salty juice.  Either that, or this was his
normal spendings.  If it was that, then Deanna had a little cause
to worry.  Her implant was designed to kill off a large amount of
sperm cells, but it might not be able to handle such a load.
   Wesley watched in fascination as the beautiful counselor
gulped down every bit of his wad without spilling a drop.  He had
once been given a blowjob by a willing young girl his age, but
she had ended up with more on her chin and chest than she had
swallowed.  After that scene, she had refused to have anything to
do with him.  Oh well, it didn't matter.  He was getting a good
release now.
   Deanna stood up and efficiently stripped out of her uniform.
Wesley was transfixed by the sight.  He stared at her womanly
breasts and longed to kiss them.  His eyes drifted down to the
hairy patch of black hair that adorned her pussy.  He could feel
another erection beginning to grow.  Deanna sensed his excitement
at the sight of her naked body and turned around so he could see
her bare ass.  She knew that he stared at it any chance that he
got, so she thought that he deserved a good show right now.
   Wesley wept in gratitude at the sight of her sexy ass.  He got
up off of the sofa and crawled towards that piece of heaven.  He
planted kiss after kiss on the smooth skin.  Deanna leaned
forward and placed her hands on the table.  Wesley followed the
change in posture with growing excitement.  Deanna spread her
legs out to two shoulder-widths.  Wesley's nostrils were suddenly
filled with the musky scent of her wet pussy.  He cautiously
moved forward and began to lick at the wet opening.
   Deanna moaned in pleasure as she felt his inexperienced but
very satisfying tongue work all around her hungry lips.  His
tongue glided through the folds and suddenly brushed her
clitoris.  She jumped and moaned.  He instantly drew back.
   "Noooo," Deanna moaned.  "That spot...keep licking at it."
   Wesley returned to his place and began flickering his tongue
across the small bump.  He watched as her hips began to grind
down upon his face and her body began to shake.
   "AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"  Deanna's arms flailed about and
knocked a vase and a few data pads off onto the floor.  A huge
orgasm overtook her with thunderous force.  Her legs began to
spasm and her mouth opened to let out a series of words and
phrases that caused Wesley to blush, even as he continued to
flick his tongue at that special bump.
   Deanna flopped face down against the table.  Her breasts
crushed up like two pillows that had fallen to the floor.  Since
the table was glass, Wesley got a really good view of her breasts
spreading out as they were pushed into the table.  He stood up
and began to push his rock-hard cock into her sopping pussy.
   "No," she said and stood up.  Wesley felt his cock being bent
upwards and then it fell out of that wonderful hole.  He almost
yelled in frustration.
   "Not here," Deanna turned to him and gave him a deep kiss.  "I
want to be in a bed for your first time."
   Deanna led him to his room.  She seductively crawled into the
bed, giving him a good view of her bottom wiggling as she
negotiated the soft mattress.  She turned over and spread her
legs.  He crawled up between those twin towers that were pointed
to the side.  He maneuvered his body up so that his mouth came
into contact with a hard nipple.  He licked and sucked at that
wonderful breast for quite a long time.  He constantly switched
back and forth between the two identical beauties.  Deanna let
him explore her breasts for about twenty minutes, then informed
him that breasts weren't the only pleasures that she was offering
him.
   Wesley surged forward and let his own nipples come into
contact with hers.  He looked back between his legs and carefully
oriented his cock to her pussy.  He slowly pushed forward and
felt her lips expand and flow around his rigid cock.  It felt so
wonderful.  It was almost like the time he had replicated a mink
glove and masturbated.  This was much better, though.  He felt
the soft hairs of her pussy tickle his cock as it pushed forward
to its limit.  He felt his balls settle into the crack of her
spread ass.  He just lay there, drinking in the sensation of
being inside a woman.
   Deanna felt his cock penetrating her.  He had a good thick
cock, so her pussy was forced to stretch in order to accommodate
his size.  It felt sensational.  She felt like a virgin as her
lips were forced wider than they had been used to spreading.  It
was in no way uncomfortable, just tight.  She felt his cock glide
along her wet channel until he had stuffed it all into her.  She
let out a couple of gasps as her pussy was forced to accommodate
his large cock.  It was hard to believe that he was only sixteen.
His cock was going to make many women happy over his lifetime.
   Wesley began to slide his swollen cock in and out of her slick
shaft.  Data had described sex as being a warm sheath into which
one ejaculates.  It was nothing as cold as that.  It was
incredible.  His sensations increased when Deanna began to caress
his shoulders and invite his tongue into her own mouth.  He felt
her hard nipples pushing into his own skin as he lowered his
mouth to hers.  It was great.  He didn't feel any of the urgency
that he had felt when she had given him a blowjob.  He felt in
control and could take his time and enjoy this excellent
screwing.
   Deanna could feel his confidence in himself as she began to
move her hips to match his movements.  Her legs circled around
the backs of his thighs and she let her heels come to rest in the
natural openings of the backs of his shins.  She ground her hips
against his thrusts to increase his pleasure.  She paused only
for a moment to guide him a little further up her body so that
his cock brushed against her clitoris on every thrust and
withdrawal.  She felt the beginnings of another major orgasm
beginning to build.
   Wesley felt her body beginning to quiver beneath him.  He felt
her hands go from a caress of his shoulders to scratching at his
buns.  There was still more than a little pain from his spanking,
but when her fingernails began to rake across his reddened ass,
it drove him into a universe of sexual excitement.  He increased
the speed of his thrusts.  This, in turn, caused her tremors and
scratching to become more violent.  She barked out in passion as
an orgasm swept her over a cliff of sexual bliss.
   Wesley was beginning to feel his own explosion mounting.  He
switched his thoughts from the beauty that was beneath him to his
starship navigation assignment.  That helped.  He was able to
quell his own feelings of urgency and continued to thrust into
her sopping pussy.
   Deanna felt his emotions shift into a neutral area, but it
didn't matter.  She felt another tremendous wave of orgasmic
pleasure hit her and she again cried out in glee.  She repeated
his name about fifty times as her body shook violently from the
force of the orgasm.
   Wesley felt great elation when she began calling out his name.
He had done it.  He had fucked a beautiful woman so thoroughly
that she was calling out his name in passion.  Too late did he
realize that his thoughts had shifted from assignments back to
this monumental fuck.  He felt the orgasm that he had eluded come
slamming back to him with incredible force.  His thrusts became
frenzied and he felt his balls begin to tighten up in
anticipation.  He forced himself to hold back for another minute.
The longer he held it in, the greater the feeling would be when
it finally forced itself out.  He suddenly felt the head of his
cock swell to enormous size and begin coating her womb with his
seed.
   Deanna felt his cock expand and begin glutting her pussy with
his large load.  She watched his face as his expression changed
from one of extreme concentration to orgasmic bliss.  He roared
as his balls forced the liquid load out through the small opening
in his cock.  He began to pump even faster.  She felt another
wave hit her and she was carried over the edge right along with
him.
   When she regained her control, she noticed that he had
collapsed on top of her and was unconscious.  She left him in
that position for a long time.  She just reveled in the feeling
of his body as it pressed against her flesh.  She could feel his
cock softening within her.  She let it go completely limp before
she gently rolled him over to his side of the bed.  She put her
arm over his hairless chest and laid her head upon it.  Soon
sleep overtook her.

   Beverly came back from Ten Forward.  She paused inside the
doorway long enough to make sure that Deanna and Wesley were not
doing anything any longer.  She entered her cabin and immediately
noticed the vase and data pads on the floor.  Had they made love
right on the table?  No, there was no sticky wetness on it.  She
wondered what had happened.
   She passed Wesley's door and stopped.  Should she?  Yes, she
thought that it might be advisable.  She let the door slide open
and she spied the two lovers laying side by side.  Both were
asleep.  She saw that Deanna's pussy was still leaking her son's
spendings.  She saw the huge deposits that had pooled on her
inner thigh and had begun to run down her leg and into the
sheets.  She knew from the reports on Wesley's physicals that he
had the same condition that his father had been blessed with.  He
shot an enormous load.  She remembered that she and Jack had
wanted to avoid having children for a few years.  Jack's enormous
load had finally broken through her protection and had left
Wesley firmly implanted inside her.  She hoped that the extra
booster she had given Deanna would be sufficient.  She looked at
her naked son.  He had a huge cock.  She had always allowed Dr.
Selar to examine him out of respect for his privacy.  She wished
she had known sooner; she wouldn't have needed Deanna's help in
this.  Oh well, perhaps tomorrow night she would teach Wesley a
few tricks herself.