Wesley and Deanna

She could tell that he was riding conflicting waves of powerful emotion. On one level he was soaring in a pool of happiness. His most desired dreams were becoming a reality. On a second level he burned with the desire to be in control of the situation, to be able to please her as a man should. And underneath it all was the adolescent fear that he was in over his head, that he would be incapable of fulfilling that task. Well there was one way to show him his worth.

In one sudden motion, Deanna dropped down, sending his cock deep inside of her. The sudden warm pressure against his cock sent a loud moan of ecstasy out of Wesley's mouth. Then a second later his skin felt a rush of cool air as Deanna began her upward stroke, only to once again engulf him with her wetness.

Determined to bring Deanna pleasure, Wes reached up and grabbed the woman by the hips and began to take control of their motions. Quickly matching her rhythms, Wesley met each of her downward thrusts with one of his own. His backside lifted off the floor as he drove his six and a half inches as far within her as he could. With Deanna maintaining a tight grip on him as strong as the one he held on her, the actual distance each of them moved was now confined to only a few inches. But within those few inches was a symphony of passion.

Taking an ever tighter grip upon the boy, Deanna relinquished control of their thrusts and buried his face in her breasts. The kaleidoscope of emotion filled the core of the Betazoids's very being. Coupled with her impending orgasmic eruption, it transported her to a level few Terrans could understand. It was like an out of body experience, she was oblivious to everything except the sensation of Wesley being inside her.

Then a sudden white filled her mind, mixed with the whiteness of Wesley's cum as it filled her body. She didn't have words to describe the feelings, something which she found hard to admit. The whiteness became all encompassing. Then as suddenly as it had appeared it was replaced by a deep darkness. A void Deanna felt herself falling into as she lost consciousness.

Lost in his own orgasmic explosion, it was almost a minute before Wesley realized that the Counselor was unconscious. Rolling the sweat covered naked body off him he quickly began to panic. In a second he was rummaging though his uniform for his combadge. To his credit, the thought of what his mother would think when she found him naked with Deanna in her quarters never entered his mind. All he knew was that something was wrong with Deanna. Something he had caused.

"Crusher to Sickbay, medical emergency!" He yelled as he lifted the small Starfleet insignia.

It took a second for him to realize he hadn't heard the familiar chirp of a open frequency when he hit the badge. He hit it again a second time, this time he was rewarded with the chirp.

He was about to repeat his call for help when he heard Deanna's soft voice behind him.

"I'm ok Wes..." She said softly in a voice filled with fatigue.

Closing the frequency, Wes quickly moved to her side. He was now oblivious to the beauty of her naked body, or the shiny film of sweat that covered it. He was just relieved to hear her speak.

"What happened?" he said, the concern in his voice evident.

"I guess you happened." Deanna replied softly.

Wesley's only reply was a look of confusion on his face.

"I happened?" He finally repeated.

"Yes, Wesley, my little love. You took me to a plateau no man has ever brought me to before."

"I did?" Wes asked in a mixture of pride and disbelief.

"Yes, you." Deanna replied as she pulled herself up into a sitting position. "And I'm including Will Riker in that assessment."

Wesley's face positively beamed with pride at the Counselor's remark. Deanna knew that telling him he had been a better lover than Will would raise his opinion of himself. Commander Riker was his hero, the yardstick he measured himself against in very way. And to be honest, it was only a little lie. Of course he wasn't better than Will, but give him a few years of practice and he just might be.

With that, she kissed him again and pulled him against her. They still had time until the start of Alpha shift and for now she was content to just feel the warmth of his naked form against her own.

"Too bad you can't stay, my little lover." Deanna thought as he nestled against her breasts and she stroked his brown hair. ""I'd love to be your teacher."

Wesley looked up at Deanna with loving eyes. Deanna returned the smile and kissed him gently on the cheek. By morning, their relationship would revert back to that of friends. But even when he left the Enterprise and was light years away on Earth, they would always share the link that was the memory of this night.

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