The 3rd Penetration of Deanna Troi

Some of the girls did become aroused from his descriptions...

One of the smaller girls said "you didn't really make someone swallow you Lt. and do all those things. You are just trying to scare us".

To convince these girls that he was doing them a favor, the Captain introduced his nurse.

"Girls you are too young for this. But the Captain appreciates your offer", the nurse said. "Imagining doing 15 men, with him having an average size dick" the nurse explained.

Becoming more apprehensive, the girls began to leave the sick bay as a group. "Thanks anyway girls." The Captain replied.

Before leaving, the girls approached the Captain and said, "We still want to contribute but we just can't do that. I hope you understand Captain. For your information, all of us would be still very willing to perform hand jobs for you and most any member of the crew" they all said in soft wispy voices.

The thought of those young girls with their hands pumping his crotch only further depressed the Captain, as he would have to reluctantly refuse.

Heavy moans could be heard from the one of the examination rooms.

With the three quarter length curtain shut, the captain could see Ro waist down upright on her knees, positioned directly in front of another crewmember legs. In that position, she wasn’t fooling anyone about what was going on behind that curtain.

“You look like you need some relief” as the tallest girl first gazed at the Captains crotch and then in his eyes. He wanted to reach under her shirt and suck on those free swinging ample breasts so bad he could imagine the texture of her nipples on his tongue. The combined images in his mind of this girl sensitively stroking his cock and Ro giving him head stirred his carnal emotions.

The Captain imagined Ro would request to see him in the ready room. As the Captain sat at his desk entering his log notes for the day, she would enter wearing her normally tight red uniform. She would sit down in the chair across from his desk and slowly cross her legs. She would then want to thank him for requesting her transfer and if he would allow her to board the most prestigious and powerful vessel in Star Fleet.

He would dismiss her flattery as military gibberish and reassure Ro of her talents as an officer. She would continue to reap praise upon him, while positioning herself closer to the desk. They would speak about her up coming duties until he happened to glance at her chest and observe the outline of her swollen nipples pressing through the sheer fabric of her uniform. The obvious fact that she wasn't wearing a bra causes his heart to race and stirs his groin.

"No Captain, you misunderstand me" she’d say seductively while moistening her lips with her tongue. "I said I would like to thank you by allowing me to board the most powerful vessel in Star Fleet" she would whisper.

He then imagined her standing up and walking to the edge of his desk, leaning forward inches from his face while he breaths in her sweet perfume as it inflames his senses. She would raise her hand to her neck and grasp the zipper, then slowly unzip her uniform to mid-breast. As the edges of her uniform gradually separate, her cleavage and upper-half of her sumptuous breasts come into view, while her once trapped body heat escapes then wafts across your face.

The silence in the room would be deafening………………

Ensign Ro would then walk around the Captain's desk and face him sitting in his chair. She’d brush the hair from her face and take a deep breath. As her lungs expanded, her voluptuous breasts would force apart her uniform, uncovering her breasts and forcing the zipper further towards her waist. Her breasts now fully exposed, hung proudly before him.

The erection and his pants began to tear against the fabric of his uniform.

It was almost as in slow motion as he observed her uniform separate and the zipper move down exposing her breasts.

Click by click by click by click by click until coming to a rest inches above her treasure.

No one spoke.

Ensign Ro would then clasp the Captain's hands and lead them up to her shoulders, where she’d motion for Captain to take hold of the remaining fabric of her uniform resting on her forearms. With a slow steady pull, the Captain Freed her arms and continued down her body, over and around her butt until the uniform rested atop her feet.

As she stepped out her uniform, he’d stand up and remove his uniform. unzipping it from behind and down over his chest, his waist and to his feet. She would position herself, standing in between his knees and lean forward, bracing her arms by taking hold the top of his chair.

Raising one leg and then the other forward to straddle the chair, she now stood directly above his cock and firmly against his chest and face. As she lowered herself, her breasts brushed against the Captain's face. Taking hold of his cock with one of her moist palms, she would guide herself down upon his raging erection.

“Oooooooooh,” Ro purred like a cat.

As she lowered herself upon him, he felt her warmth radiate through his throbbing cock. The Captain arched his head back, gasping for breath as he experienced a ferocious wave of sensuous pleasure flow across his body and mind.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes" was all the Captain could mutter.

She looked into the Captain's eyes and smiled. Ensign Ro would then begin to slowly and methodically gyrate and thrust herself forcefully upon his cock. He wrapped his hands around her butt and squeezed her flesh. He would also run his arms up and down her sides, from her petite waist, the subtle contour of her ribs and over and around her supple breasts.

With each of her thrusts, her amorous breasts rose up and down as if part of a mesmerizing dance. Her nipples, already swollen, seemed to call out to the Captain. He’d lean forward and begin to manipulate the tips with his thumbs, lips and tongue.

There was so much he wanted to do to her and her body simultaneously, he became enraged with anticipation.

She became more aggressive, not satisfied with his depth. She would reach out her hands beside his waist and begin to pull back his hips, hoping to force him deeper into her. She wanted more, bigger, deeper and faster. When he reached her spot, she let out a high pinched and throaty squeal.

“John Luc, John Luc, John Luc”, she’d scream repeatedly though her white teeth in increasingly higher pitches. Clutching her breasts, she bucked hard against him. His emotions at a fever pitch, he’d decide to take the offensive. He would wrap his muscular arms tightly around her delicate frame and with his powerful legs, raise her up off the chair. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Still inside her, he pivoted her towards his desk laying her body across the table.

Once on his desk, he’d position her by pulling her to the edge. He would then raise her legs atop his shoulders, exposing her for maximum penetration. The look in her eyes was feral. He began to penetrate her in violent thrusting of his hips. The impacts made her body rock. Her tight rotund butt provided the perfect cushion upon which her body laid as it undulated across his desk.

“Mother fucker, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit" she screamed out.

He would then decide to open her up. He would bring her legs down the off his shoulders and cup each arm around her legs behind the knees with his bent arms. This allowed him to spread her legs farthest apart. Taking a momentary break, he then motioned for her to grab her legs behind her knees.

The Captain was now in a formidable position between her legs. She was exposed, defenseless, at his will but also insatiable, and raised her head off the table waiting for the Captain to at last conquer her quivering body. She was a ball of pent up sensual energy.

She had also dreamed of this moment, when the Captain would force himself upon her. He would then lean forward to secure his hands on her delicate shoulders, balancing himself as he resumed his forceful penetrations.

“Fuck yes Jean-Luc”, she screeched with his forceful impacts.

“Who has the most powerful vessel in Star Fleet", he demanded her to answer.

"Jean-Luc, Jean-Luc,” she passionately responded.

He grabbed her hips, breasts and nipples, as she flailed her head on top the table.

He saw her face and felt her body twinge, as he slowed his pace feeling a surge build in his crotch and balls. He knew he hit her spot and anticipated her fierce sexual discharge. Within seconds, she’d scream, "oooh, ooooh, ooooh, oooooh, yeees, yees,” as she clutched her amorous soft breasts and repeatedly climaxed.

Still inside her he withdrew himself and responded in kind, he grabbed her behind the neck and raised her off the table. She sat up on the edge of the table, still suffering the effects of her powerful orgasms. Breathing heavily, her chest rose up high and down with each breath, defining the contours of her rib cage and forcing her breasts forward.

Droplets of perspiration beaded on her finely toned stomach and around her hips.

She let out a quiet gasp, “Ooooooooooh” as she felt the fine droplets of his cum spray against the back of her throat and soft palette. The subtle sensation she felt in her mouth, as his essence coated the back of her throat, tongue, teeth as well as the texture, taste and warmth of his cock, caused her to moan a deep throaty whimper "Ummmmh!". Grabbing her chest, she firmly squeezed her breasts and twisted her nipples.

He saw a wave of emotion cross her face as he emptied himself into her mouth. She closed her eyes and softly sighed as each droplet spattered in her mouth. Hoping to satiate her desires, her tongue slowly traced her mouth, coating her teeth and lips with his juices, "Ummmmmh”. With his last drop, she finally swallowed the embodiment of his manhood.

Gazing up into the Captain's eyes, she continued to fondle and pull at her breasts, while seductively smiling and licking to her lips. "I want more!" she exclaimed, as she took hold of the Captain and began to stroke him with her right hand. She wanted more of him in her mouth and the Captain, realizing this, was more than eager to comply.

"Captain, Captain, can you hear me".

He did not respond at first.

The school girl repeated herself, "Captain, are you okay".

His mind was in a haze, his thoughts were clouded slowly coming out of this dream. He saw the beautiful girl in front of him concerned about his state of mind. He then placed his arms on her shoulder, smiled and asked her what she wanted.

"To fix your problem", she replied innocently.

Having come to his senses, he realized he was in the sick bay talking to a young female student about hand jobs. He needed a moment to gather himself, stirred by the erotic dream episode he just experienced.

The ship was still in danger, but he could not escape the possibilities of being with this or all of these girls.

He was experiencing the worst case of blue balls ever.

The groans and vocal pleasures emanating from Ro dispensing her medical treatments came to an end with one last deep moan from her patient. Within moments, Ro raised off her knees and appeared in the sick bay, leaned over the sink and spit.

Her face and body was moist with sweat as pools of perspiration formed between her breasts, down her stomach to her waist and the curve of her back. He then observed her make a mark above the door frame, signaling the number five.

She looked tired. About the same time, he turned and saw nurse Omagala leave her station. They met each other at the nursing station.

"How did it go? Ensign Ro inquired. At first, the nurse didn't reply, normally quite bashful by nature. Ensign Ro asked her again, “how did it go with that asshole?

The nurse stammered, trying to remain professional about this unprofessional situation.

“Did he release himself on you? Ensign Ro remarked. The nurse responded only by raising her head. “That’s why I refused him", Ro replied stubbornly.

"In your face", Ro continued. The nurse responded only by pointing to her cheek. "What a jerk, wait until I see him again, officer or no officer" Ro said angrily.

"But that wasn't the only thing concerning him" the nurse interjected.

"What do you mean? Ro said inquisitively.

"It was his size", she whispered to Ro.

"Yeah, I know. It was difficult for me too. That thing should have its own rank" Ro playfully sighed.

"Yeah, maybe it should be called the Admiral" the nurse giggled.

"Women always talk about wanting something like that in them but when it's staring you in the face, one might have second thoughts" Ro contemplated.

"You might be right Ro but I believe we just weren't used to something of that girth. Were you able to get it down your throat?

"I could barely breathe at first but in time, after I moistened his shaft with my lips and tongue, his cock more manageable" Ro revealed.

“Wow, I was only able to suck the knob of his cock. I'm amazed Ro"

"Thanks" Ro blushed with pride regarding her talents with Ro, "yes, I'm pretty good giving head. There is nothing like the taste and having your mouth full of warm cock”.

"Has the Captain been treated yet" Ro asked the nurse.

"I thought I was going to take care of him but he declined in deference to one of the crew", the nurse replied.

"How noble" Ro replied aroused thinking of the possibilities of her servicing the Captain.

"I hope I get a second chance" the nurse replied. "Well let's hope one of us takes care of him" Ro said charitably.

The Captain expressed his appreciation to the girls about their offer but insisted they wait for him to call them if there services would be needed. He then walked to the doctors office, to discuss how do resolve this crisis.

"Hasn't Guinan come down yet? The Captain exclaimed realizing she had not shown up.

"She said she is on her way Captain. But my precious son Wesley has a great and feasible idea Captain" the doctor insisted.

"Yes Wesley, what is it?

"Given the time constraints and lack of supply in both quality and quantity, I thought I could summon my friend ‘the traveler’ to assist us with this problem Captain" Wesley said earnestly.

"What do you mean quantity and quality Wesley" the Captain replied.

"Well, my mommy says you don't believe some available talent is old enough to relieve some of the male crew members. Which I happen to disagree because some of the girls you turned away are like oral vacuums, they have reputations Captain" Wesley said.

"Also my mommy said you requested Guinan to the sick bay to assist Ro and my moms nurse. Let me tell you Captain, no one even if ordered will want to fuck Guinan. You will have any mutiny on your ship. She looks beastly, as if she was randomly reconfigured in the transporter beam" Wesley continued.

"I mean maybe Worf or Geordie, being visually blind, but no one else" Wesley said in a matter of fact tone of voice.

The Captain laughed, chuckling at Wesley's characterization of Guinan.

"What is your solution son?

"My friend ‘The traveler’ may be able to travel using his abilities and bring back more women to help the ship Captain" Wesley explained.

"Sorry" the Captain said confused.

"Captain, we are about nine days at full warp from large populations. But ‘ the traveler’ can travel seconds, minutes, hours, days or even years in the future or past instantaneously and bring back volunteers into our present time" Wesley informed the Captain.

As she walked on her way towards the Captains quarters, Vash was struck by the sounds coming from behind many of the doors of the cabins.

"Brilliant, just brilliant Ensign Crusher" the Captain remarked, "How soon will he be here?

"I must contact him first but I assume only a couple of minutes after that" Wesley replied.

Guinan finally arrived and met with the doctor and after some discussion surprisingly agreed to assist. The doctor explained that her patient would arrive soon and for her to wait for them to come down.

The Captain ordered Geordie and Worf to meet him sick bay. When they arrived, they had many questions for the Captain about how they felt, the ship and Lt. Commander Data.

The Captain said he knew how they felt and will provide a remedy soon. He beckoned for Guinan and introduced them to her. "I order both of you to accompany Guinan to her quarters. I'm sure once you are there you will know what to do. She is under orders but actually volunteered to work with you" the Captain explained.

Worf and Geordie were slightly confused, aroused, and obeyed orders following her out of the sick bay.

Even while in the Captains quarters, Vash continued to hear voices of men and women. And on her way to his quarters felt uncomfortable in the way male officers stared at her and some even sporting erections, seen through their uniforms.

On the hollow deck, Deanna turned on her side. At his instruction, Deanna began stroking data's chest serving him refreshments. She stood up and walked towards the refreshments bar at the head of the sand mound behind them at the top of the beach. Data observed her sultry walk as her firm behind danced against the confines of her white cotton shorts.

Resting on his back, Deanna returned with nourishments to feed her man, her provider.

"I brought some refreshments for you" Deanna whispered.

Looking up at her, data nodded his head.

Deanna approached him slowly then lowered herself to her knees near his shoulders. Her delicate shoulders and well toned stomach glistened. Sitting on her knees, she placed the platter of refreshments near data's head. She decided to serve her sexual playmate some wine, cheese, an assortment of crackers and fresh grapes.

She wanted to please him. She wanted to make him happy.

"Please, serve me now Deanna" Data said in a very smug tone of voice, as he snapped his fingers.

She poured a glass of wine and handed it to Data. Only when he directed, Deanna fed him her snacks on the tray.

When he finished his wine, he looked out onto the horizon as the sun began to set. All his life Data strove to become more human. On this beautiful sunlit beach, with its plants, animals, surrounded by nature's beauty and about to have a beautiful woman, Data felt more human than he ever had in his life.

He initiated his sexual program, upon which he became hard and filled out the wrinkles in his shorts. Beginning to get worried they would never satisfy her carnal desires, Deanna was glad to see Data's shorts begin to fill out. Giddy with excitement, she let out a deep gasp when she noticed data becoming hard.

"Can I, can I Data" Deanna repeated as she stared at his crotch.

In full command, he refused her request just to tease her. He also believed it would heighten her arousal and physical exertion, it worked. Deanna, chomping the bit to get started, began to fondle her breasts through the soft fabric.

Deanna then positioned herself between his legs, below his crotch. Data raised his head and saw a vision. Deanna was kneeling in the sand, with her hands on her lap. Her long hair was pulled back behind her delicate neck, exposing her bare shoulders. Her breasts hung low in her cotton tube top. He could clearly see her cleavage above the upper edge of her top, as well as the droplets of perspiration trickle down her chest, face and her well toned stomach.

“I need subsistence from you Deanna. Please nurture me” Data quietly spoke, as he waived his hand.

Her face brightened as she smiled revealing her bright white teeth. Her eyes widened and the look turned from passive and subservient to motivated and intensive. Data opened his legs a little wider. Deanna repositioned herself on her stomach and chest, with her head only inches above his crotch.

When unfastened, she firmly gripped the sides of his shorts and pulled them down off his waist to mid-thigh. Once released from its confinement, his cock sprung forward up to near her face. Deanna let out soft sigh, anticipating her pleasures.