Beverly's holo fantasy

"........All's quiet tonight, Doctor Crusher."

said the voice of Lieutenant O'Rourke. "In fact I

can't remember the last time I went through a whole

shift without someone reporting to sickbay for

something or other."

"It must be your Irish luck, Morgan."

Beverly answered the disembodied voice coming

from her com-badge. "But if anything changes,

don't hesitate to call."

"Don't worry Doctor," Morgan replied.

"There's little short of a major disaster that we can't

handle by ourselves. You've got us too well trained.

Enjoy your night off. "

"OK, Crusher out." She responded as she

tapped her com-badge to end the transmission.

"Damn," She said to her self as she leaned

back into the chair and closed her eyes. "The crew

would have to pick this night to be extraordinary

healthy."

Sleep was out of the question, just as it had

been for the last two nights. Work was her only

chance to escape the dreams. She almost wished

for the proverbial "disaster" that would give her

something to do.

As it had for the last few nights, her mind

turned to the holodeck programming packet locked

in her desk. It would be so easy to remove it and

transfer it to the main holodeck. In the six months

since she had created the packet, she had even tried

it. If it had been such a mistake, then why had she

even created it. Why didn't she simply just erase it?

"I wish Deanna were here." She said to

herself. "I could use someone to talk to. She would

pick now to attend that conference on Rigel."

Who else could she talk to? Jean-Luc.....no

absolutely not. There was no one else she was really

close enough to talk to - at least not about this.

Unlocking her desk, she withdrew the

computer programming module and held it in her

hand. Even if someone else were to find it, it would

take the voice authorization of the CMO to access

the program. Maybe she should run the program,

after all, wasn't that what the holodeck was for.

Living out one's fantasies.

"Computer," She said, again tapping her

com-badge. "Location of Cadet Wesley Crusher?"

"Cadet Crusher is in main engineering..."

said the artificial female voice.

"Good, he'll be down there for hours."

Beverly said to herself as she ran her fingers across

the module. "Maybe it time I used this."

It had been the return of her son, Welsey, on

leave from Starfleet Academy, that had triggered the

return of the dreams. She had created the holodeck

fantasy soon after he had left for Earth. Lacking the

nerve to actually use it, she had simply locked it

away.

Wesley had changed a great deal in a short

span of time. Her forbidden longings for her son

returned with a vengeance soon after he beamed

aboard. Now at 17, Wesley was almost the image of

her husband, Jack - dead all these many years.

From her medical training, Beverly knew

other women had these fantasies. In fact she knew

of a few cultures where having a son for a lover was

not out of the norm. A son would take his father's

place in every way, including in his mother's bed.

Determined, Beverly placed the module in

the open slot on her console and activated the

computer.

"Computer," She said, "Transfer holodeck

program Crusher Alpha One to Holodeck Four,

accessible only by voice authorization of the Chief

Medical Officer - code Alpha Five Two Five."

"Completed....." replied the voice of the

computer.

A wide smile crossed Beverly's face as she

rose from her desk and headed for the door. Now

that she had made the decision, she couldn't wait to

live out her fantasy.

Exiting the turbolift on deck five, Beverly

briskly walked down the corridor, acknowledging

the hello of a few crewmen with a polite nod. She

didn't want to stop and get involved in a

conversation now. In no time she stood at the doors

of Holodeck Four. She took a deep breath, then

activated the Holodeck's imaging system.

"Computer, run program Beverly Alpha

One." She said. "Lock out all external monitoring

and access.....Authorization Crusher Nine Nine

Four."

"Program engaged, all external monitoring

and access locked out." Replied the Computer.

"You may enter when ready."

Straightening her shoulders, Beverly stepped

between the sliding door.......and into her own

sickbay.

It always amazed her, the detail the

computer put into the holodeck images. If she didn't

know better, she would swear she was actually in

sickbay. Her program provided the location and

participants in her fantasy, but unlike a scripted play,

the computer controlled the sequence of events. It

was more fun that way, more real. The idea of not

knowing what would come next made it all the more

exciting.

From behind her, Beverly heard the sickbay

door open and felt a new presence in the room.

Turning she faced the holodeck created image of her

son.

"Wes, you're back early?" She said,

remembering the background information she had

programmed into the module. "What happened to

your date with Ensign Carson?"

"I canceled it." Wes replied as he walked

across the room. "I thought it would e more fun to

spend the evening with you."

"Then I'd better get you onto one of the

diagnostic tables," Beverly answered as she

motioned to the bed next to her. "You must have a

fever if you'd pass up a date with a pretty ensign in

favor of spending a night with your old Mom.."

"You're fall from old, Mom." Wesley

laughed as he moved over and lifted himself atop the

bed beside Beverly. "In fact I know a lot of women

who wished they looked as good as you."

Beverly laughed, starting to loose herself in

the fantasy.

"I though Deanna Troi was your idea, Wes."

I know you've spent enough time dreaming about

her."

"Deanna's fine, Mom, but she can't compare

with you."

"You can't tell me that if you had the chance,

you'd pick me over Deanna?" Beverly asked ,

feeling a warm tingle throughout her body as she felt

Wesley's eyes covering her body.

"I can do more than tell you...." Wesley said

as he leaned forward and kissed Beverly.

She was taken aback for a moment as she

felt his lips press against her. Her dreams now had

the reality of the holodeck - a reality that was all too

solid.

"Wes....." She exclaimed, a hesitation in her

voice." "I'm your Mother."

"You're also a woman...." Wesley replied as

he dropped off the edge of the bed and stroked her

arms. "Can you tell me you don't want it as much as

I do?"

"........No.......I can't....." Beverly admitted,

giving in totally to the fantasy.

With that, Wesley kissed her again, this time

harder. She felt his tongue against her lips and

opened to admit it. Strong young hands cupped her

breasts, rubbing the now erect nipples through the

blue material. Beverly could feel his warm breath on

her neck as he kissed his way down to it. Then he

reached behind her and undid the seam the held her

uniform together.

As Wesley gripped a handful of material in

each hand, he suddenly ripped it forward, tearing

apart the top of Beverly's uniform. Suddenly

released from the confines of the jumpsuit, her

breasts popped free. Wes smiled in appreciation at

his Mother's breasts, for a woman her age they were

still in fine form. Chalk up another one for Starfleet

physical training.

The young Cadet quickly moved his mouth

to the closest breast, kissing the nipple. His hand

closed around it and helped guide it into his mouth.

Beverly sighed as she felt Wesley's mouth closed

around her aureole and his teeth gently teased her

nipple. She could feel the strength in his arms and

wanted to surrender to him totally.

Still playing with the first breast, Wesley

moved his mouth to the second, repeating his

attentions to it's twin. He alternated between little

kisses and bites, just enough pain and pleasure to

send electric surges through Beverly's body.

As her son suckled at her breasts, Beverly

reached down and paced her hand on the hard

mound between his legs. Even covered by the

uniform material she could feel the outline of his

hardness. She hadn't seen her son naked since he

was a boy, having always let one of the other

doctors give him his physical. But from the length

of the outline she traced with her fingers, there was

one more thing he had inherited from his father.

Smiling as his Mother cupped his balls,

Wesley stepped back and began to strip, giving the

Doctor time to rid herself of the rest of her uniform.

She left only the thin blue panties, wanting to give

Wes the pleasure of taking them off.

Wesley on the other hand wasted no time in

ridding himself of all his clothing. Standing naked

before her, he gently stroked his hard seven inches

as it pointed to the ceiling. Beverly was pleased that

her initial assessment had been correct.

In a moment, Beverly was on her knees and

quickly took Wesley into her mouth. As she felt his

hardness slide along her tongue, she savored the

maleness which assaulted her nostrils. With quick

motions, she covered her son's cock with a slippery

coating of saliva, licking the sides as she ran her

tongue up and down its length. After a few minutes

she was rewarded with a drop of precious precum

which appeared on the tip. Reaching out with the

edge of her tongue, she slowly licked it clean.

Still stroking his erect member with her

fingers, she turned her tongue to his balls. As with

the rest of his body, they were almost hairless.

Taking each globe in her mouth in turn, she sucked

them as if they were candy.

Then the Doctor continued between his legs

and moved her head up between the cheeks of his

ass. Spreading the fleshy mounds with her hands,

she reached inward with her tongue and caressed his

anal entry. She felt him jump with excitement as she

penetrated him with her tongue. One hand reached

back in front as she continued to stroke his cock.

Timing both her tongue's thrusts with the motions of

her hand, she sent a double spark across the boys

body.

Moving her free hand down to between her

own legs, Beverly found herself incredibly wet.

With no effort she slid two fingers within herself and

proceeded to masturbate. Even so she never

skipped a beat as she continued to play with both his

cock and ass.

Wesley then reached down and picked

Beverly up off the floor, placing her on top of the

examination table. Spreading her legs, he quickly

replaced her fingers with his tongue. A small layer

of girlcum already coated the red haired mound and

Wes quickly licked it clean. Beverly fingered her clit

as Wes continued to lick away at the center of her

sexuality, replacing the girljuice he had licked away

with a fresh coat. Beverly was lost in ecstacy as she

watched her son, or at least a computer created

double go down on her. Never in all those

forbidden dreams had she ever imagined it would

feel this good.

"Oh God, Wesley!" She cried out as his

tongue found a particularly sensitive spot. "Lick

it.....Lick your Mother's pussy!"

Ten minutes passed as he did just that. Wave

upon wave of girlcum erupted from Beverly,

covering Wesley's face. Each new surge only drove

him harder, determined to induce another eruption.

"I can't wait any more...." Beverly yelled as

she held his head tight between her legs. "I need

you inside me.......Now!"

With that, Wesley stood up and flipped

Beverly onto her stomach across the diagnostic bed.

Spreading her legs as wide as he could, his guided

his rock hard cock to the tunnel entrance he had

emerged from seventeen years before. In one quick

motion he slid it inside, until his balls slapped against

Beverly's ass. Heavily lubricated by the earlier

streams of girljuice, Beverly's tunnel offered no

resistance as he withdrew and then returned with

twice the force.

Wes took a firm grip on Beverly's pelvis and

repeated his withdrawal/reentry again and again.

Each time his thrust carried a little more strength,

each time it send another flush of heat throughout

his Mother's body. As Beverly braced herself

against the bed, Wes reached around and played

with Beverly's clit, now that she was no longer able

to do so. Beverly wished she had instructed the

computer to give Wesley an inexhaustible stamina,

so that the pounding could go on for hours. But

since she hadn't, she knew her neo-son had to be

near climax.

She felt his body start to stiffen and she

quickly pulled her self from him and spun around.

Before the first spurts of boy cum could shoot

forward, she was again on her knees and licking the

head of his cock. As what seemed like pints of

white boyjuice erupted from Wesley, Beverly caught

it all with her face and hungry tongue. Finally the

torrid abated and only a drop remained at the tip of

his cock. Reaching out with her tongue, Beverly

licked that away also.

Sitting naked on the floor, her face still

covered with cum, Beverly was greatly satisfied. It

had only been a computer simulation, but it was as

close to the real thing as she would ever have the

courage to try. She gazed up at the now motionless

nude Wesley. If she ever wanted to use this

program again, and she was sure she would. She

was going to have to see about giving the Wesley

hologram more personality. But for now, a hot

shower seemed to be the first priority.

"Computer......end program." She called out

as she stood and wiped her face with the remnants

of her uniform.

Her fantasy sickbay faded to the nothingness

it had emerged from, to be replaced by the familiar

yellow and black grid pattern. It was a few seconds

before Beverly realized she wasn't alone. The

Wesley hologram was still there.

"Wesley?" She asked in a quiet confused

voice.

"Er......Hi Mom." replied the naked cadet.

"Oh God, Wesley....." Beverly gasped as she

realized that it had been Wesley all along. "How

could you.....how did you.?"

"It wasn't too hard," He began. "Back when

Captain Picard had Geordie put those safety locks

on the holosystem so that only a senior officer could

authorize the use of a crewman's image, I helped

Geordie with the project. I put a sub-routine into

the system that would notify me if anyone tried to

use my image. I never imagined it would be you or

for this."

"But all the security locks, my personal code.

How did you get past them?"

"Crusher Delta One Five......remember. The

emergency override code you gave me in case of

disaster. You never changed it after I left for the

Academy."

"But why?" She finally asked. "Why did you

do it?"

Wesley smiled and reached out and took his

Mother's hand.

"Because you're not the only Crusher with

this fantasy." He said softly. "Because I wanted

you as much as you wanted me."

"Oh Wes...." She said as she embraced him.

"I love you so."

"If you want, I'll punch up that program

before I go back to the Academy." He said as he

returned the embrace. "It needs a lot of work."

Beverly didn't answer, she just held his naked

body tightly against her own.

"But first, how bout we head back to our

quarters and do a little more research, just so I know

exactly what to add onto the program."

Beverly looked up at him and smiled. Then

she pulled him close and kissed him.

"Well, when could I ever stand in the way of

your research?" She asked, a gleam in her eye.