Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!prodigy.com!atl-c02.usenetserver.com!news.usenetserver.com!peer01.cox.net!cox.net!border2.nntp.dca.giganews.com!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.newshog.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "longbeachtrekstar" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW SluFF TNG: "Got MILF?" 1/1 (C/m, C/f) [NC-17] Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 381 Date: Thu, 02 Sep 2004 12:55:03 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: newshog.newsread.com 1094129703 209.198.142.218 (Thu, 02 Sep 2004 08:55:03 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 02 Sep 2004 08:55:03 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:83331 X-Received-Date: Thu, 02 Sep 2004 05:55:05 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: Got MILF? Author: longbeachtrekstar ( longbeachtrekstar @ yahoo . com ) Series: TNG Codes: C/m, C/f. Specifically, C/T implied (natch!), C/Boothby implied (eww!), C/Locarno, C/Sisko, C/Sito/Hajar, C/Wes, C/Entire Fourth Floor of Archer Dormitory. Rating: NC-17 Parts: 1/1 Warnings: Chock full of MILFy goodness! Het sex, lesbian sex, dormitory sex, groundskeeper sex, broom closet sex, tadpole sex, glory-hole sex, Oedipus Rex sex, and a shop-a-holic Troi! Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. This is not for profit, just for fun. Archiving: ASCEM, SluFF, others please ask. Feedback: Yes please, here or by email. Notes: MILF: Mom I'd Like to Fuck, as in the hot mother of your best friend in high school or something -- Farf and Wagnalls Dictionary. Summary: Beverly is BMOC -- Big MILF On Campus. "Got MILF?" by longbeachtrekstar, September 2004 The hover-taxi pulled up just outside the entrance to the Starfleet Academy campus. "Want to come in?" asked Beverly, as she reached down to adjust a strap on her stiletto shoes and smoothed her micro-skirt across her creamy thighs. "No thanks," replied Deanna. "I'm gonna pop down to the Embarcadero and check out what the well-dressed mannequin is wearing these days." Bev turned toward De, using both hands to push her boobs up even closer to spilling out of her low-cut top. "Suit yourself. How do I look?" "Like a slut," said Deanna honestly. "But not desperate, right? Good! Bye!" The two girls leaned close to each other, their cheeks not quite touching as they made kissing noises in the air. "Mm-mwha, mm-mwha." Then Beverly climbed out of the cab, flashing generous amounts of butt-cheek as she did so. She tugged her skirt back down over her thong panties as the taxi pulled away. ***** Crusher strutted across the campus quad, enjoying the stares of the horny cadets ogling her up and down. At the very center, she paused. Bending at the waist, she once again adjusted a stiletto strap which actually needed no adjustment at all. Her micro rose up, and her thonged ass was exposed once again. Two cadets walked toward each other, looking at her instead of where they were going. There was a mighty crash, and books and papers flew everywhere as both cadets ended up flat on their butts. Beverly smiled to herself, straightened up, and continued on her way without a backwards glance. Up ahead, she saw an old man on his hands and knees, pulling weeds from a flowerbed. "Bugglesby!" she cried. "Boothby." "Whatever." "And who are you, little lady?" "Don't you remember? When I was a cadet here, you had me behind the maintenance shed -- several times." Still, Boothby looked puzzled, so Beverly turned and pointed her ass at the old geezer. She turned her head to look back at him, tossing her long red hair over her shoulder. "Does this help?" "Big Red!" cried the groundskeeper. "Sure, I remember -- now that I see you from this point of view. Boy, you tightened more nuts around here with that ass of yours than I ever did with a monkey wrench." "Thanks! You take it easy now, Bumblebee." "Boothby!" "Whatever." ***** Reaching Archer Dorm, Beverly went up to the fourth floor and buzzed Wesley's door. "Come in," she heard someone call. The door slid open. "Mom! What are you doing here?" "Can't a mother visit her favorite son? Come give Mommy a big kiss." "Aw, Mom." The two embraced. "I've been working out, Honey. Here, feel my buns." She pulled Wesley's hands from around her back down to her butt. Wesley jumped back. "Mom!" Beverly patted her own ass. "Hard as an eighteen-year-old's." Wesley tried to change the subject. "Mom, you remember my roommate, Nick Locarno." Nick sat on the edge of his bed, wearing sweatpants and a tank-top that had "Property of Starfleet Academy Athletic Dept XXL" stenciled on the front. He was doing alternating bicep curls with two dumbbells. "Hey Mrs. C." "Hi Nick. Nice guns," she said, admiring his arms. "You too," he replied, admiring her rack. "Nick, why don't *you* feel my buns." She presented her ass to the upperclassman, who squeezed it appreciatively. "Those are awesome, Mrs. C." His baggy sweatpants rose into a large tent in front of him as he groped her butt. "I wish you'd called ahead," complained Wesley. "I have to go to class." "Well, I'll just wait here." Beverly bounced into Nick's lap. "Nick will keep me company, wontcha, Nick-baby?" "Sure thing, Mrs. C." As soon as the door closed behind Wesley, Beverly grabbed hold of Nick's hard-on through his pants, moving it playfully side to side like a stick shift. "Mind if *I* drive?" ***** Beverly decided to visit Wesley's other squadron-mates, Sito Jaxa and Jean Hajar, in their separate room down the hall. As she turned a corner, she nearly bumped into a tall bald, black man with a toothy grin. "Oops," she said, trying to avoid a catastrophic collision. "I'm sorry. I didn't see... Ben?... Benji!" Recognition slowly crept over the Commander's face. "Bevvy? Beverly Crusher, as I live and breathe... heavily." Recovering from her surprise, Beverly quickly slipped back into her coquette mode. "My, my, my. Big Ben! I haven't seen you since graduation. Remember? Under the bleachers, where we-" "Beverly!" He cut her off. "I'd like you to meet my son, Jake." For the first time, Beverly noticed the boy standing next to her old beau. "Oh, why hello there." "I had to stop by Starfleet Headquarters, so I thought I'd show him where his Old Man did some carousing in his younger days." "Speaking of carousing," said Beverly, "I wonder if that broom closet is still in the same place." She looked up at Sisko's now-bald pate. "Oooo, I do so love a bald-headed man." She couldn't help but run a hand over his smooth scalp. Sisko fumbled awkwardly in his pocket. "Here, Jake. Here's a quarter. Why don't you go get yourself a malted." Jake looked confusedly at the currency in his hand. "Starfleet doesn't use money anymore, Dad... and what's a malted?" "Here. Here's another quarter. Just go away for half an hour." With that, the two giggling grown-ups disappeared down the hallway. ***** Thirty minutes later, Sisko and his son Jake were walking out of the dorm. "She seemed like a nice lady," commented Jake. "Um, er, yes! Very nice." "And I bet she likes fishing." "Oh, really. Why do you say that?" "I heard some of the guys talking. They said she likes to go tadpoling." ***** Beverly finally made it to Sito and Hajar's room. The door opened, and Bev found Sito sitting at her desk, looking sad. "Why so glum, chum?" "I'm failing Astrophysics. If I flunk one more class, I won't graduate!" "A pretty little thing like you fail? Nonsense! All you gotta do is turn on the charm, girl." As if to demonstrate, Beverly shook her rack in front of the cadet. One stiff nipple popped out, barely contained as it was in her blouse, which was now missing several buttons. "Your blouse is missing several buttons," noted the plucky little cadet. "Yeah. Ol' Ben can get a little excited sometimes," smirked the doctor. "Now then. Let's focus our attention on you. You've had sex before, haven't you?" "Well, I..." "Cause that all it takes, Baby-cakes. Say you want a B. B is for blowjob. See how easy that is? No homework, no tests, no nothing." "But I'm gonna need an A if I want to pass." "Well then," said Beverly with a leer. "You know what A stands for. After all, the first syllable in Astrophysics is *ass*." Twenty minutes later, Hajar came through the door, finding her roommate buck-naked on her bed, on her hands and knees, while a nude Beverly pistoned two slick fingers in and out of her asshole. "What the hell is going on here?" Jean stammered. "I'm tutoring your roommate in Astrophysics." ***** "Wouldn't you like to join us?" asked Beverly, climbing off the bed to retrieve a large, double-headed dildo from the nightstand. "At the rate your roommate is learning, I'll have her graduating Magna Cum Loudly in no time." Beverly deep-throated one end of the large pink dick as the two girls looked on. Once the phallus was sufficiently slick, she returned to Sito's side and placed the head against the blonde's tight pink anus. "It's too big," complained Sito. "Nonsense," said Beverly. "I'll have you taking Klingon dongs up there in no time." With gentle pressure from the doctor, the head of the phallus popped inside, and the shaft slid smoothly behind it -- followed by a long moan from the Bajoran. "That's fine for her," commented Jean. "But I'm failing history, and my teacher doesn't *have* a dick -- and I don't have one to offer her." "Sure you do. It's sticking out of Sito's ass right now." All three of them laughed. "Come here," ordered Beverly in a motherly tone. She undid the zipper down Jean's back and pushed her cadet uniform down. She then took Jean in a hug, pulling her very close. Beverly's tits moved back and forth against the cadet's. "Doesn't this feel good?" commented Beverly. "Reliable sources say that most girls really like this. It's something your teacher could never get from a guy." Jean only moaned as Beverly's soft bosom massaged her breasts. Two sets of hardening nipples could also be felt, awash in the sea of womanly flesh. Beverly escorted the cadet over to her roommate, who was still wreathing on the bed with half a dildo buried in her ass. The other half, Bev slid into Jean. She helped the two establish a rhythm, and soon both girls were smacking their asses together, riding the double- dong between them. "Yeah, your teacher will like that, too." ***** When they were finished, Beverly puffed on the cigarette Jean offered her. It was a pleasure she could never get away with on Enterprise. The middle-aged doctor was enjoying reliving her decadent youth. "I stayed on this same floor when I was a cadet. Tell me, they don't still have that glory-hole between the boys' and girls' bathrooms, do they?" The sudden smirk exchanged between Sito and Hajar was all the answer Crusher needed. "Let's go!" The girls threw on skimpy shorts and tank tops, and all three headed to the community bathrooms at the end of the hall. Hajar led the doctor over near a corner along the shared wall. "Maintenance keeps sealing it up, and we keep opening it again." She pulled a loose piece of tile, about waist-high, from the wall, revealing a hole through the intervening material. She stuck her finger through and knocked out the tile on the other side. Joshua Albert was taking a piss on the far side of the boys' room. He turned at the sound of the falling tile. "Psst!" called Jean. "Hey Josh. Go tell everyone we're open for business." The eager cadet ran out of the room to announce the news, and in mere moments, the first hard, anonymous dick was thrust through the hole. Jean gestured to it with a smile. "Be our guest, Mrs. C. Why don't you see if you can beat my record." Beverly knelt before the first veiny shaft, pulsing with enthusiasm before her. "Nick!" "Mrs. C.? Is that you?" Nick's voice was muffled and shocked, coming from the other side of the wall. "How did you know it was me?" "As if I couldn't tell." ***** Minutes after the announcement had gone out, there were half a dozen male cadets waiting in line, their eager members ready to go. Beverly satisfied them all, and swallowed the results -- save for a few stray drops here and there. Half an hour later, the line was even longer, but Bev was still going strong. Unbeknownst to her, Wesley had just returned from class, and he stopped off in the bathroom to take a leak. He knew exactly what the line of hard dicks next to the hole meant. "Cool! Who's there today?" he asked, pulling out his stiffening rod. Nick could not resist a joke. "It's a really hot new chick. You gotta try her. Everyone else has gone at least once -- you go ahead." Nick shooed the others out of the way, giving Wesley a straight path to the warm mouth on the other side. The anonymous dick appeared before Beverly, and she swallowed it as eagerly as she had all the others. "Oh, wow!" exclaimed Wesley, urgently humping the cold tile wall. "Mm-mmm," groaned Beverly, sucking for all she was worth. Jaxa removed Bev's thong panties and began pumping three fingers in and out of her cunt. Meanwhile, Jean groped and spanked her butt. Due to her own efforts, Beverly soon felt the inevitable jet of hot jizz against the back of her throat. The doctor slumped to the floor, leaning against the wall, exhausted. The mystery dick still hovered above her, dripping its last few drops into her auburn hair. ***** Moments later, both Beverly and Wesley returned to the room. "How was class, Dear?" "Oh, fine. Where'd you go?" "Um... Your friends Jaxa and Jean were showing me around... Well, I'm sorry for the short visit, but I'm afraid I must be going." Beverly crossed the room, her gait a bit wobbly and unsteady. "Good-bye, Dear." She gave Wesley a peck on the lips. "Gee, Mom. You taste funny. What'd you eat for lunch?" ***** Outside the campus gate, Beverly climbed into the hover-taxi, where Deanna was waiting patiently behind bags and bags of Gucci, Versace, et. al. As the good doctor clambered into the vehicle, the counselor couldn't help but notice that Beverly was minus her panties. "Did you have a nice visit?" asked Deanna unnecessarily. "Oh yes. In fact, do you have any plans for your next vacation?" "No." "Good. 'Cause we're coming back here for Spring Break." (End) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. 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