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Making love with Beverly Crusher


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Making Love To
Beverly Crusher


It seemed a regular day, I'd just gotten off duty in engineering
when I tripped and hit my head on the wall... It didn't hurt at all,
but I passed out just the same. When I awoke, I felt dizzy, I was sure
I was to faint again shortly... I overheard Captain Picard and Dr.
Crusher talking among themselves.
"It's not serious, but its very rare that this sort of thing could
happen, and I'd like to study it more carefully... If that's alright
with him." she said.
"What did you have in mind?" asked Picard
"Jean-Luc, how would you feel about me keeping him in my quarters
for a couple of days? Wesley is gone for the time, and shouldn't get
in the way."
"Very well, if he approves... Revive him."
"I don't think that'll be necesarry, he appears to be somewhat
concious."
They turned to me and before they could ask, I said yes, the thought
of just being in the same room as Dr. Crusher made me light headed...
I passed out once again.
* * * * *
"You've been asleep long enough... Time to test your reflexes." came
Beverly's soft sexy voice.
I hadnt had sex or masturbated in 11 days, and was hornier than is
beleivable, and now being in her quarters, I could feel my cock slowly
stiffening under the mere sheet lying accross me, the head of my cock
was slowly gently touching the sheet, making my body occasionally
quiver. Suddenly she had a surprised look, and then smiled...
"Looks like there's ONE reflex that won't need testing!" she said,
and winked at me, as she headed into the other room.
I was quite embarassed. I felt very unprofessional... Until I saw
her walking slowly out of the other room wearing nothing but an
ancient earth (Approximatly late 20th century) silk camisole and
bikini hipster.
I was so shocked I started coughing, and looked away. She apparently
took this as a sign of rejection and blushed, appologized, and then
disappeared into the other room. I called out that I would prefer she
remained in the camisole, and there was a pause followed by an 'are
you sure?', to which my reply was obvious.
She went on with the reflex testing, and there was a giant lump in
front of me where my hardon was tingling with the feeling of air
surrounding it. Her sexy body roughly outlined in the silk was one of
the most wonderous sights I'd ever seen. I could see where her cute
tight buns met her long shapely legs, and I couldnt take it anmore. I
told her how horny she was making me, and she smiled, and pulled off
my sheet leaving me nude lying on the table. Then, to my surprise, she
violently tore the lingerie off and threw it on the floor. I stood up,
no longer the least bit queasy.
"You know, your head condition is not rare at all." she stated.
"Pardon?" I stuttered.
"I just told the captain that so I'd have away to get my hands on
you. You don't mind, do you?"
"Certainly not, I'd bang my head on the wall 100 thousand times for
this."
Then she walked up to me, embraced me, and began a deep kiss with
me, as I felt my hot penis pressed against my belly, and hers. I layed
her back accross the table to see little droplets of wetness in her
red pubic hairs. I climbed up onto the table, and hovered over her
slowly heaving breathing body, and then lowered myself and eased
myself into her slowly.
The sensation was so powerful, I was having orgasmic effects on the
first thrust, and I could see her face with that patented Beverly
Crusher-faint smile, and I realized even after only 1 minute, I was in
love. Our hips were moving in a rhythmic motion, as I could feel the
warm wetness of the inside of her vagina against my cock, I felt a
hint of the approaching orgasm, and began to speed up, just as she
exhaled as though she'd been under water for 3 minutes, and then she
was breathing heavily pulling my ass; forcing my cock into her, and
our pubic bones touched, I felt her heart beating rapidly with her
breathing, and she was trying to say "oh god, I'm coming!" but all she
got out was "oh, oh g. god, I'm.. Uh!" and I started coming as well...

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