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Title: Mother's Love
Author: [personal profile] f13tch3r
Fandom/Pairing: Star Trek: TNG – Wesley Crusher/Beverly Crusher
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 297
Summary: PWP of a mother and son.
Disclaimer: Not mine in any way, shape or form and I'm not making a dime!
Highlight for Warnings: * Incest, Het *
A/N: [ profile] iko & [ profile] zebraspots05, Thank you!!!
Written for [ profile] bbtp_challenge. How could I resist?! My first fic in this particular fandom. Eeek! thank you, my minx. you saved me. Not everyone's cuppa, I know. Honestly, if you'd told me I'd write this pairing in this fandom I'd've kicked you in the nuts. But here it is. Try it. It's lovely. You'll love it. Or it'll make you sick. Either way, good times. :-)

It wasn't supposed to be like this. He thought that when he finally became sexually active it would be with someone he could tell the whole world about; they'd go out and about and have fun together with their friends. This isn't what he'd wanted – at least, that's what he told himself. How many times had he jerked off to flashes of red hair and pale skin in his mind's eye? He never allowed himself to admit it, but in the dead of night, in pitch darkness under the bedcovers, the thought of her approaching him in nothing but the blue physician's frock was his favorite fantasy.

Oh god, stop thinking of that! Hold on a bit longer.

"Wesley…" she moaned, her breasts bouncing as she straddled him and fucked herself on him. Her nipples were little pink rosettes, firm and inviting. He reached up and fondled them. "Oh good boy, Wesley. You're such a good boy, aren't you?" She set her palms flat on his chest and locked her arms, bracing herself as she shifted her body and changed the motion of her hips. She rolled them over and over.

He wasn't going to make it! Oh god!

He clawed at the sheets, straining to hang on, to keep from coming too soon. "Just a little more, honey. You're doing so good. You're such a good b… ooohhhh!!! Yes! Honey, oh yes!" Her body shook and her muscles squeezed him.

So tight! She squeezed so tight!

He came in a flood of semen and moans. He'd never come so hard in his life; his very soul was being poured out.

She flopped flat onto him, nuzzling her face against his neck, purring, "Yes, baby… oh baby… my baby."

"Oh mom," he sighed and held her tight.


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