Title: ANYONE FOR COUNSELING?

Author: Darklord (darklord@emailpostbox.com)

Series: TNG

Code: Beverly/Deanna/Sela

Rating: NC-17 (or worse!)

Disclaimer: In the beginning there was NBC, but they were a pack of wallys and sold Star Trek to Paramount for 5 pesos, 2 rusty safety pins and an old button. Paramount now owns the Star Trek universe, but occasionally I stage a jailbreak and let the characters out to have some fun. Don't tell Paramount or they'll sic a Palamarian purification squad on me. (And that'll hurt!)

Warning: This story contains graphic depictions of lesbian sex. If you didn't know that already, how did you find this website??

Summary: Beverly and Deanna drop by to offer Commander Sela some advice when her warbird is destroyed at Chin'toka.

Archiving: Yes please on Femme Fuh-Q Fest. Anybody else that wants to archive please let me know and I'll probably say yes.

Feedback: You betcha. Either direct to me or post on the FFF eGroup. Any unconstructive criticisms or flames will be returned with interest! (They don't call me Darklord for nothing) You have been warned!

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ANYONE FOR COUNSELING?

"Damn the Breen to hell," she snarled, her voice filled with venom. "Fire disruptors!"

"Commander, no systems are operating. Shields, weapons, impulse and warp power are out, and life support is not far off full collapse. We need to evacuate the ship now. We can't do anything more," the woman's first officer said. The ship shook as another hit was registered.

The bridge engineer looked up from his panel and said, "Commander, that last hit has begun a quantum instability in the warp systems. Total annihilation of the Valchara will occur in three minutes. We cannot save the ship. I'm sorry sir."

"Damn the Breen to hell," the Commander snarled again, before moving across the bridge to the comm station. She smashed her hand down on the controls and managed to spit out, between her clenched teeth, her orders. "Soldiers of the Imperial Warbird Valchara, abandon ship."

Sela had never really liked the idea of small cramped escape pods. She had always figured if you can't win a battle through better tactics or superior firepower, you probably didn't deserve to live, but the Romulan military commanders now believed that one shouldn't throw away everything in the event of a loss. So Romulan vessels were equipped with very small and cramped escape pods capable of supporting up to 4 crewmen for up to 7 days. Sela sat in one of these and, looking out the small porthole, saw her vessel, the Romulan Imperial Warbird Valchara, explode.

In her career with the Romulan military she had had failures, but never one like this. She may have lost other ships but never her own flagship. A single solitary tear ran down her face, but since those with her in the pod couldn't see that, as far as they could see the commander bore the loss of her ship well. Suddenly the pod shook violently as a Cardassian warship decided to use it for target practice. All four occupants were thrown around and Sela heard the snap of breaking bones echo around the small pod. The small navigation console exploded and began to burn, filling the cabin with thick, acrid smoke.

*Perfect, just perfect,* Sela thought to herself as she moved over to the lone porthole. She had just enough visibility to see the Cardassian ship turn around for the killing blow. Its phasers fired, striking Sela's pod a glancing blow, but that was enough. One of the pod's seams opened up and slowly the atmosphere began to leach out into space. *There are some days when it doesn't even pay to get out of bed,* Sela thought to herself tiredly.

It was only moments later that Sela heard one of the most beautiful sounds in the galaxy (or at least it seemed so at the time). She felt the grip of a transporter beam and the gentle warble that meant she was safe. But it wasn't a Romulan ship she materialized on; it was a Starfleet vessel.

"Sela," a woman's voice gasped. Sela turned her head to see who it was that would recognized her on a Federation starship. The voice belonged to a slim redheaded woman, who was crossing the room towards the transporter pad Sela was on.

"Doctor Crusher," Sela said in recognition, "you have no idea how happy I am to see you."

"I bet," Beverly said with a smile, as she waved a diagnostic scanner over the Romulan woman. "Bumps, bruises and minor smoke inhalation. Nothing serious." Doctor Crusher reached for her med kit and picked out a hypospray, quickly fitting a vial of medication into it and administering it to her patient's neck. "There, good as new, although you look like you could use a shower."

"Picard to Crusher. Have you managed to find any survivors from that Romulan escape pod?" came a voice from the ether.

"Excuse me for a moment Sela," Crusher said smiling. She stood up and touched her combadge. "Crusher here, Captain. We only got one survivor, Commander Sela. The rest were already dead."

"Acknowledged Doctor. You'd better escort the commander to the guest quarters. It will be several hours before we can rendezvous with a Romulan vessel and return her."

"Of course Captain. Crusher out." She turned to the Romulan. "It looks like you'll get that shower after all."

"A shower may remove the outside layer of dirt Doctor, but it'll take more than that to cleanse my soul," Sela said, a little jadedly.

Several minutes later Sela stood alone in the guest quarters that Beverly Crusher had taken her to. The door hissed shut behind the doctor as she left, after pointing out where everything was for the Romulan. Sela walked over to the replicator and ordered a bottle of Romulan Ale. She stood looking out the window, at the stars streaking by, as she drank and wondered how many of her crew had survived as well. When she finished her drink she put her glass and bottle down on a nearby table and went into the bathroom.

"Computer, a warm bath please," she said as she began to take off her uniform. The computer beeped in acknowledgment and began to fill the bath. As the water continued to fill the bath, Sela finished removing her uniform and then went and got herself a towel. She relaxed in the warmth of the water, just letting her cares and responsibilities go, for the time being at least. She began by washing her legs, wondering how she ever found the time to keep them as silky smooth as they were.

She slowly washed the rest of her body, paying special attention to her breasts. Thought they were smaller than some, Sela had found that most Romulan men were intrigued enough by her appearance not to worry about how large or otherwise her breasts were, just how they looked in the bed next to them. Before she got out, Sela let one hand drift down between her legs and gently rub her pussy. *Mmm,* she thought to herself, *this is nice, but I'd better get out and fix
my report. The fleet commander is sure to want it as soon as I get back.*

Sela stood up and, reaching for her towel, said, "Computer, drain bath." She rubbed herself dry as the water emptied from the bath. She wrapped the towel around her when she had finished and walked out into the main room of her suite, just as the door chimed. "Who's there?" Sela asked tiredly.

"Beverly Crusher and Deanna Troi," came the reply.

"Come in if you must," Sela told them. The door hissed and the two women entered.

"If we've come at a bad time, we can come back," Deanna said, as soon as she saw Sela was only wearing a towel.

"No counselor, it's all right. I could use the company," Sela said truthfully. "Please take a seat."

Deanna and Beverly sat down next to each other on the couch, while Sela slumped into a chair near Deanna. "We heard you lost your ship today Sela," Troi began. "We've both been through that when the Enterprise-D was destroyed. If we can be of any help you only need to ask."

"You look better already, that shower must have helped," Beverly said cheerily.

"Actually I had a nice warm bath doctor," Sela said, "and yes, I think it did help, even if it got me a little distracted for a moment."

"Distracted? How ... Oh!" Deanna blushed as she belatedly caught on to Sela's hidden message. Deanna Troi may have been a Betazoid, and raised in their sexually unrepressed society, but she'd been working mainly with humans these past 12 years, and had become used to human mannerisms when discussing sex. Sela's comment had snuck up on her somewhat. Beverly Crusher was also blushing, but was far redder than Sela thought her comment warranted, until she saw where the good doctor's eyes were focused. Sela had almost forgotten that she was
only wearing a towel and from Beverly's position on the couch, the doctor could see up between the Romulan commander's legs. Sela smiled and opened her legs wider.

"Thank you for your concern," she said, looking at Deanna, "but I'll be fine. I've had ships under my command destroyed before."

Deanna could feel the waves of erotic thoughts swirl around the room. They were coming quite strongly from both Beverly and Sela, and Deanna now realized that Beverly must be able to see her newly acquired patient's pussy. But ever the professional, Counselor Troi never let these free flowing emotions affect her choice of words - at least not consciously

"Granted, Sela, but this wasn't just any ship, it was your fuckship I mean flagship," Troi replied, shocked at her slip of the tongue.

"I did have some wonderful sex on that ship Deanna, but I never thought of it as my fuckship," Sela smiled wickedly. "In fact any ship I happen to be on, with anybody worth fucking, is usually good enough for me, as long as we can't be disturbed."

"I'm sorry, we should go and let you finish your orgasm damn, I mean report, in peace." Deanna said, feeling another wave of erotic thoughts break over her defenses.

"No, don't go," Sela said sensually, "I'd like you to stay, to get to know you a little more intimately." She stood up and released her towel, revealing her naked body to the two women. She stepped over and kissed Deanna, and then Beverly, softly on the lips.

"Computer, lock door. Authorization, Crusher omicron-6-9-delta," Beverly whispered hoarsely, as Sela's lips broke from their kiss. She reached out and touched the Romulan woman's leg, rubbing her hand from Sela's knee up to her buttocks.

"You two ladies are seriously overdressed," Sela said impishly. "Need any help in removing any of that excess clothing?"

"Yes please," Beverly said, licking her lips in anticipation.

"Then get those boots off, and stand up," Sela said silkily. In no time Beverly Crusher had removed her boots, tossed them out of the way, and stood up. Sela slowly unzipped Beverly's duty jacket and gently brushed it off her shoulders. The Romulan woman kissed Beverly again, this time full of passion, before slowly unzipping the good doctor's blue service tunic. As the zip slowly descended, Sela gently kissed her way down Beverly's chest, revealing the fact that Beverly Crusher wasn't wearing a bra.

Sela's tongue curled around one of Beverly's nipples, her lips sucking the breast into her mouth. Deanna Troi got up from the couch and moved to get a better look at what Sela and Beverly were up to. When she saw that her friend wasn't wearing a bra, and Sela had unrestricted access to her breasts, Troi gasped in surprise.

"No bra?" Deanna said, a little shocked.

"I haven't worn one since Ba'ku," Beverly moaned, as Sela turned her attention to Beverly's other breast. Soon the Romulan finished with Beverly's breasts and began kissing her way down the doctor's stomach. When she reached the waistband of Beverly's trousers, Sela was kneeling in front of the doctor. She slowly eased Beverly's pants down, revealing not only the doctor's smooth graceful legs, but also the white satin panties she wore. Beverly stepped out of her
trousers and quickly removed her socks, tossing them aside as she swept her pants out of the way.

"I've always wondered if a human pussy would taste different to a Romulan one," Sela said with a gleam in her eye. She reached out and slowly stripped Beverly of her panties, revealing a short, neatly trimmed patch of red pubic hair.

"Let's find out then," Beverly said sensuously, as Sela tossed the doctor's panties aside and stood up. The two women kissed again as Deanna watched, the waves of erotic thought washing over her, stronger and stronger.

"Are you joining in or leaving?" Sela said, turning to face Deanna, when her kiss with Beverly was over.

"I'd like to stay," Deanna replied softly. Beverly and Sela smiled broadly at the counselor's response.

"Then get out of that uniform now," Sela said firmly. Deanna's hand slowly began to unzip her uniform, her fingers trembling with anticipation. As she removed her jacket, Beverly and Sela came over and stood either side of her.

"That's too slow counselor," Sela said, reaching for the zip on Deanna's tunic. She quickly unzipped it, revealing the Betazoid's breasts, encased in a black lace bra. As Deanna removed the tunic, Beverly reached behind her and released the catch on her bra. The doctor pulled it off, exposing Deanna's full breasts, firm and just waiting to be tasted.

Sela and Beverly began to kiss and play with the Betazoid's breasts and nipples. Deanna moaned softly in pleasure as her companion's lips and tongues teased her nipples. Someone's teeth scraped over them and Deanna felt her nipples harden. After a few more moments playing with her breasts, Beverly and Sela switched their attention to Deanna's still clothed bottom half. The Betazoid raised each foot in turn and her companions quickly removed her boots and socks. Her
uniform trousers were swiftly pulled down, revealing Deanna's black satin panties.

Beverly and Sela looked at each other and Sela licked her lips in anticipation at what was soon to be revealed. Both women reached out a hand and slowly they removed Deanna's panties, uncovering the counselor's pussy. Sela took one look at it, the neatly trimmed dark brown hair failing to fully disguise Deanna's fleshy pussy lips, and Sela knew she had to taste it now.

"Sit down and spread your legs," Sela said to Deanna, in a tone that would brook no argument.

"Yes Commander," Deanna replied smiling, as she obeyed the Romulan woman. Sela quickly got between the counselor's legs and lowered her mouth to Deanna's pussy. As Sela probed the Betazoid's pussy with her tongue, Deanna began to softly moan in pleasure. Sela flicked her new lover's clit and occasionally sucked and nibbled on it, stimulating Deanna's pussy to begin to moisten, and her cries of passion to get louder.

Beverly was beginning to feel a little left out but she quickly came up with a remedy to her problem. She climbed up onto the couch and lowered her pussy onto her friend's face. Deanna greedily began to eat out Beverly's pussy, tasting the tangy pussy juices that were already starting to flow. Whatever Sela did to Deanna's pussy, she would do to Beverly's, and soon the room was filled with the moaning of the three women lustfully enjoying each others bodies.

After several minutes of enthusiastic licking, sucking and probing of Deanna's pussy, Sela wanted to have the other two women pleasure her. She reluctantly pulled her face out of Deanna's juicy pussy and stood up. She moved across and kissed Beverly passionately on the
lips. As their lips broke off, Sela took hold of Beverly's hand and gently pulled her off the Betazoid. Without saying a word, she led the doctor over to the bedroom of the suite they had assigned her, and spread herself face up all over the bed.

Deanna appeared in the doorway moments later, looking a little put out, but when she saw the position that Sela was in, she quickly smiled again. She and Beverly, telepathically it seemed of one mind, moved across the room and joined Sela on the bed. They each bent down and started to suck on the Romulan's breasts. Sela closed her eyes and let out a gentle moan as the other women stimulated her nipples with tongues, lips and teeth. One of them placed their hand
between Sela's legs and began to play with her pussy, and the Romulan woman moaned in surprise.

Beverly continued to stimulate Sela's pussy, flicking the Romulan's clit and inserting her fingers into Sela's pussy every once in a while. Her fingers soon grew slick with pussy juices and she took her hand out long enough to suck the sweet liquid off it, one finger at a time. The taste was delicious and Beverly wanted more. She moved down the bed and buried her face in Sela's light wispy blonde pubic hair.

The Romulan moaned loudly in pleasure as Beverly's tongue began to probe her pussy. Beverly sucked Sela's clit into her mouth and gently nibbled on it for a moment before she began to fully explore her Romulan lover's pussy. Beverly licked and nibbled on Sela's fleshy labial lips, probing first with her tongue, and then with her middle finger, deep inside the Romulan's cunt. Sela moaned softly with pleasure, not only at Beverly's activities between her legs, but also in response to Deanna, who was enjoying herself playing with Sela's breasts. She sucked each breast into her mouth and flicked her tongue over the Romulan's nipples, while at the same time Deanna's hand ran all over Sela's chest and stomach, gently stimulating her skin and making Sela moan louder.

The attention the two Starfleet officers were giving Sela was really starting to have an effect on the Romulan, and her orgasm snuck up on her sooner than she expected. A great wave of ecstasy washed over Sela and her moans instantly became loud cries of pure pleasure.

Beverly tried to lap up all the extra pussy juice, but Sela was producing far too much. The doctor soon emerged from between the Romulan's legs, her face covered in Sela's juices, and a wicked grin on her lips.

"Mmm, that was very nice," Beverly said sensually, as she made her way up the bed and kissed Sela on the lips.

"So Bev, what does a Romulan taste like?" Deanna asked as she momentarily stopped playing with Sela's breasts.

"Why don't you take a taste," Beverly replied silkily, "I don't think Sela will mind."

"Try and stop me," Deanna said impishly, as she made her way down the bed towards Sela's pussy. As the counselor's tongue began to probe Sela's cunt, the Romulan let out a soft moan of pleasure.

"By the gods Deanna, that's good," Sela said hoarsely as the Betazoid began to eat her out in earnest. As Beverly watched the scene before her, her hand unconsciously moved towards her pussy and she began to stimulate herself. Sela saw what Beverly was doing and she reached
out a hand and inserted her finger into the doctor's pussy. Beverly closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure at the attention that Sela was paying to her cunt. Soon Sela wanted more than just to touch it; she wanted to taste Beverly's pussy as well.

"Let me taste it," she whispered to her new friend, "I want to taste your pussy Beverly. I want to taste it now." The doctor just smiled at Sela, before she removed Sela's hand from her pussy and moved across the bed. Deanna glanced up from her own pleasures and saw Beverly lower herself onto Sela's waiting tongue, and heard the gasp of satisfaction escape the doctor's lips as Sela began to eat out her new friend. Deanna's hand strayed down to her own pussy and she began to finger herself as she continued to feast on Sela's sweet pussy juices.

For the next few minutes, the room echoed with the three women's cries of sexual delight as they stimulated themselves and each other towards orgasm. Deanna was the first to reach her peak and as her fingers triggered her own climax, her tongue flicked Sela's clit and pushed the Romulan over the edge into her own orgasm. Beverly's moans of lust almost immediately changed into screams of ecstasy, as Sela's tongue triggered Beverly's orgasm as well. Beverly flopped down on the bed beside Sela as the three women relaxed and disentangled themselves, before letting the highs of their orgasms slowly fade away.

"Wow," Beverly breathed heavily, "that was just what the doctor ordered."

"Glad I could lend a hand," Sela said smiling, as she too regained her breath. The three women just lay there in companionable silence for several minutes before Sela rolled over onto her side and stretched out a hand towards Beverly. She began to gently caress the doctor's smooth skin, running her hand from Beverly's breasts down to her trimmed pussy. Sela lent over and engulfed one of Beverly's breasts with her mouth, gently flicking the nipple with her tongue, while probing the doctor's wet pussy with her fingers.

"Mmm," Beverly moaned, as she shut her eyes and just experienced the Romulan woman's touch. Deanna got off the bed and moved across to kneel beside her friend and began to suck on the other breast. As Beverly lay there, with the two other women licking, sucking, caressing and stimulating her body, Beverly felt like she was in heaven. Deanna and Sela's hands roamed her body at will, and the effect of having three hands and two mouths massaging her breasts and
stroking her skin was turning the good doctor on, big time.

Sela then began to butterfly kiss her way down towards Beverly's pussy, something that Beverly didn't mind at all, as she needed more than just Sela's fingers to scratch the itch her pussy was starting to develop. Deanna leaned over and gave Beverly a strong lusty kiss on the lips, her tongue probing her friend's mouth as they kissed.

Beverly responded passionately to Deanna's kiss, enjoying the Betazoid woman's soft lips, and knowing that her friend's empathic senses would pick up on her sexual needs and fulfill them. The kiss ended and it was then that Sela began to eat Beverly out for the second time, and she just moaned with desire.

Deanna could feel Beverly's desire grow stronger and knew that the doctor was really getting turned on, but Deanna had needs of her own. She needed her own pussy tended to, so she got up from her knees and climbed onto the bed. As she lowered her pussy onto Beverly's face, she could feel the waves of pleasure the doctor was broadcasting increase. Beverly greedily pulled Deanna's cunt down onto her face and started to eat her friend's pussy. She kissed and probed her friend's pussy with enthusiasm, causing Deanna to gasp in joy at first, and then moan softly with pleasure, as Beverly continued.

Sela was enjoying herself as much as the other two women, as she ate the doctor's pussy and fingerfucked her own pussy with one hand. Beverly's juices were flowing freely and Sela lapped them up with real gusto, enjoying the tangy flavours as they slid down her throat. She buried her face deeper into the doctor's cunt, flicking her tongue against Beverly's clit every so often, and being rewarded with louder moans of pleasure.

As Sela continued to push her towards another orgasm, Beverly was also hard at work satisfying Deanna. The Betazoid's pussy was saturated with pussy juice and Beverly drank it down as she ate out her shipmate's cunt. Deanna's juices were decidedly musky to Beverly's tongue, but tasted just as good as Sela's. The three women continued to enjoy the pleasures of each other's bodies, loudly moaning and groaning in satisfaction as they pushed each other towards orgasm.

Deanna was the first to succumb, screaming out in ecstasy and flooding Beverly's face with her pussy juices as her climax hit. She ground her pussy onto Beverly's face, allowing her friend's tongue to probe further inside her, and smearing pussy juice all over the doctor's face. Sela triggered her own orgasm within seconds of Deanna's, moaning with satisfaction as her fingers were coated in her own juices. As Sela hit her high, she savagely flicked Beverly's clit with her tongue, before removing her face from Beverly's pussy and driving two pussy coated fingers into the doctor's cunt.

This was all it took to drive Beverly over the top into her own spend, the doctor screaming out in release as she arched back in pure rapture. It took almost a minute before the women had regained their breaths and senses enough to speak.

"Oh my god," Beverly gasped in exhilaration, as her climax began to fade. "I never knew sex could be that good."

"I think we all surprised ourselves," Deanna responded happily, before she lent over and kissed Beverly. The two women kissed tenderly, as Sela crawled up the bed towards them. As they broke their kiss, Deanna turned to Sela and kissed her too. Beverly tried to regain her breath as she waited for Deanna and Sela to finish their passionate kiss. Sela and Deanna's lips broke and the Romulan turned to Beverly, the two women kissing each other tenderly.

Beverly could taste her own juices still on Sela's lips and reveled in the delicate seasoning to their kiss.

"You know Bev, much as I hate to break up the party, I think we'd better get back to work," Deanna said, a little sadly, as Sela and the doctor's kiss ended.

Beverly sighed deeply before saying, "I suppose you're right Deanna, but I'd really rather stay here. "

"I know, so would I," Deanna replied, "but if we stay here too long, the crew might get suspicious. Besides that, Sela does have a report to write before we get back to Deep Space Nine."

"All right Deanna, you win," Beverly said, giving in to the sensible thing to do. "Lead me out into the real world again." A few minutes later the two Starfleet officers were dressed again and preparing to leave Sela's room.

Before the two women left, Beverly turned around to Sela and said, "If you ever need a full physical or some more counseling, let us know and we'll fix up another appointment."

"You can count on it," Sela said silkily, as she sat down and picked up a PADD. "Now go before we spend the entire trip to DS9 in bed."

Beverly and Deanna laughed as they walked out the door. "Maybe next time," Deanna said softly as the doors whooshed shut behind them. The counselor and the doctor quickly made their way to their own quarters and cleaned themselves up. After a quick shower and a change of uniform, they were both fit to go back on duty.

As they both rode the lift to the bridge, Beverly said, "Do you think anyone will notice we've been gone?"

"I don't think so Bev, besides even if they do, all we've been doing is counseling an ally and cheering her up after a loss," Deanna replied. "Don't worry, they probably haven't even noticed we weren't around."

Before Beverly could reply the turbolift came to a stop and the doors opened onto the bridge of the Enterprise-E. Captain Picard looked up from his command chair and noticed the two women entering the bridge.

"Doctor, counselor, I'm glad you're here," he said, "We've just been informed that the USS Defiant was destroyed at Chin'toka along with a number of other ships in the fleet. I was wondering if you could be persuaded to give Captain Sisko and his senior staff a medical check
and some counseling if they need it?"

"Of course captain," Beverly said smiling, "Anything to help out. We've just finished talking to Sela and she's well on the road to healing. If we can do the same for Captain Sisko and his crew, it will be our pleasure."

"Indeed," said Deanna, "Just leave this problem to us captain, and we'll have them smiling again in no time."

Jean Luc didn't quite know why, but the broad smiles on his officer's faces almost made him wish he'd lost a ship at Chin'toka instead of Ben Sisko.