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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
by Anonymous

"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." They 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 thathis 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.

    

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