Pounded by My Human Professor (Space Sorority Sisters #1)

CHAPTER ONE

Iwas up bright and early for my first day of sophomore classes at Verne University.

I liked to blend in with the humans on Earth as much as possible.

Even when I was in the Delta Nautilus sorority house, which was full of other aliens from Virgo Astra, I still followed my human morning routine.

I started the day by doing yoga with Vesper in the common room.

Then I took a shower and got ready. I looked in the mirror and put my hair up.

I didn’t think I was the prettiest girl in the sorority.

We all had varying shades of green skin and dark hair, except for Vesper, who was blonde.

But I had the biggest eyes. They were round and black like shiny pieces of coal.

I went to the student union to get coffee.

It was my favorite human ritual of the day.

The warm liquid, the sweet cream. It was amazing.

I had a heavy class load that semester. I was an anthropology major, and learning about human culture was a challenge.

I’d only been to Earth once for vacation as a child, and I fell in love with it.

I still had a lot to learn, but the best way to explore a culture is to fully immerse yourself. So that’s exactly what I did. I noticed that a lot of the other students were drinking coffee, and I started doing it too.

A nice blonde girl explained it to me one morning.

She said that you order a coffee from the barista, then you go to the little stand along the side and put five sugars in it and enough creamer to make the brown liquid change to a nice shade of beige.

Then you stir it all up with a little stick, and it’s suddenly delicious.

I waited for my coffee to cool as I went to my first class, and was done with it by the time I was out.

I still had three more classes that day, and I was excited.

My second class was great because it was a gen ed course and there were a few other Del Nau members in it.

We all sat together, wearing our sorority t-shirts, and I felt like I was at home.

As much as I loved being part of humanity, I was grateful to have my sorority sisters whenever I felt a bit homesick.

I asked them if they knew what Ufology was. It was my last class of the day in the late afternoon. I needed a history credit, and it counted, but I wasn’t sure what it was exactly. They had no idea. I figured I would find out soon enough. Most professors went over the syllabus on the first day.

I made my way to the Assimov building about fifteen minutes before class started.

I liked to be early so I could take my time.

I hated rushing. I definitely lived a very slow life, which was a common practice on Virgo Astra.

It was probably why I had so much trouble adjusting to Earth.

Everyone was just go, go, go all the time.

I barely made it through my freshman year.

It was busy, but I think I figured out a pretty good system.

I’d go out on Friday nights, take Saturday off to recover, and do my homework on Sundays.

I’d even try to get ahead as much as possible so if I got weighed down over the semester I wouldn’t fall behind.

I chose a seat near the window. Not in the back or front row.

I didn’t want the professor to think I was overeager or a slacker, so I picked a desk right in the middle.

We didn’t have assigned seats usually, but for some reason, humans often assigned themselves seats.

I found it cute how they would stake a claim, and it was just an unspoken rule that their place would be theirs all semester.

I wondered how boring this class would be. Maybe I should have gotten another coffee so I could sit and drink it while I listened to the lecture. I looked out the window, then checked my phone. A few other students walked in, giving me weird looks.

I was used to it. There hadn’t been extraterrestrial beings living on Earth for very long. The Delta Nautilus sorority was fairly new, and so was the Alpha Albatross fraternity. It was our brother fraternity, which consisted of males from Virgo Astra.

A lot of my sorority friends dated guys from Alpha Alba, but I wasn’t too interested in dating.

I just didn’t have the time or any interest. I was focused on school and on learning everything I could about humans.

I wanted to stay on Earth after I graduated, although my parents certainly hoped that I would return to Virgo Astra to settle down with a mate.

I checked my phone again. Class should have started five minutes ago, but the professor was nowhere in sight. The door finally opened, and he walked in. I turned my head to look at him, and the tips of my pointed ears started to glow when I saw him.

He was human, of course; most professors at Verne University were.

He was tall and blond, with neatly trimmed facial hair and glasses.

He looked strong, athletic, and… young. He couldn’t have been much older than me.

I was only nineteen. It was hard to tell with humans, but I would guess that he was in his late twenties or early thirties.

I quickly removed the hair tie that held my ponytail in place, and let my long jet black hair cascade over my glowing ears. I didn’t want him to see. I had learned that the human equivalent was blushing, and I wasn’t sure if he knew what it meant for Astran ears to glow.

I wasn’t expecting him to be hot. All of my professors were old and wrinkly. I looked down at my notebook. My glowing ears were easy to hide, but if I got turned on, my pussy would start to purr and vibrate.

I glanced up for a moment, and he was rolling up his sleeves, revealing muscular, veiny forearms and a tattoo on the inside of one wrist. I bit my lip and focused back on my notebook. I wrote the date and class name, and time, and anything else that would keep me occupied.

“I’m Professor Wells,” he said. “Let’s take a look at the syllabus.” He started to pass out papers, and when he got to my desk, he lingered a second too long. He smiled at me, and almost looked like he was blushing, but I was sure I was imagining it.

My pussy started to vibrate softly, and I sat up straight and crossed my legs.

I hoped that no one had heard the purring.

Humans didn’t have very good hearing, at least. Maybe no one would notice.

I took a deep breath and looked out the window.

I could not get turned on in the middle of class.

I glanced around and realized I was the only extraterrestrial there.

Professor Wells kept staring at me all through class, but I wouldn’t make eye contact with him again.

He was so hot, and my stomach flipped every time he looked my way.

He couldn’t have been that much older than me, right?

I listened to him talk and tried to do the math in my head.

He said that he’d been teaching there for three years.

He had a doctorate, so if he started school when he was eighteen, that meant he was maybe twenty-eight or thirty.

I didn’t know for sure. I’d always been terrible at math.

Plus, he could have had another job before he started teaching.

Either way, he wasn’t an old man or anything. I could date him. Why was I even thinking about dating him? Oh, Goddess Virgo. I thought. Do I have a crush on my professor? No, that’s so wrong.

But the soft hum coming from my pussy had a different opinion.

I couldn’t wait for class to be over. I tried to keep my eyes focused on my notebook or out the window. The lecture went by quickly, and I attempted to follow along with the syllabus, but I had no idea what any of it meant.

Professor Wells approached my desk again. He tapped the surface. “Stay after class, please,” he said.

I didn’t respond or nod or anything. I was just frozen in my seat. I watched the other students leave, and I stayed behind at my desk. I swallowed hard and blinked at Professor Wells.

“Is this going to be awkward for you?” he asked.

My eyes flicked down to his crotch for only a second. I couldn’t help it. It was at eye level! His dick was practically looking at me. I could see the outline of it through his thin suit pants.

“Huh?” I shook my head, trying to clear the dirty thoughts away. Did he ask me something? I couldn’t remember. All I could think about was how good his cologne smelled.

“I’ve never had an…” he trailed off.

I tilted my head to one side. I was genuinely confused.

“You know, you’re an… alien,” he said the last word quickly and tugged at the collar of his shirt.

“Oh, um…” My ears cooled, and I could feel the glow dimming. “An extraterrestrial.” I corrected him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. What’s your name?”

I shook my head. “No, alien is fine. It doesn’t bother me. Um… I’m Xena.”

“Xena,” he repeated my name, and my heart pounded in my chest. “Are you going to be alright in this class? It isn’t weird for you?”

“What?” I glanced down at the syllabus and finally realized what he was talking about. Ufology was the study of UFOs. This class was about aliens and old conspiracy theories. “Oh, because of the… um… no, no, that’s OK. I needed a history credit, and this is all that fit with my schedule.”

Professor Wells nodded. “I just want you to be comfortable. I wouldn’t want you to find any of the course material troubling.”

“I won’t take anything personally. I know humans are a primitive species with little knowledge of the outer universe.” I stood up and picked up my backpack.

Professor Wells looked a bit taken aback.

“Sorry, that was…” I trailed off and sorted through my thoughts. I was still thinking about human dicks. “You know what I mean, right? I’m from Virgo Astra. My people have been traveling all over the universe, beyond where humans have ever gone, for thousands of years.”

“Of course, I know. I just wanted to check in with you. Will you let me know if you have any problems with my class?”

“Yes, Professor Wells. Please, don’t change your lesson plans on my account. I don’t know much about this Earth UFO stuff. I might even have a little fun learning about it.” I smiled, and he smiled back, and my ears started to glow again.

“Great.” Professor Wells picked up his papers and textbook and held them under his arm.

We walked slowly toward the door together, and he stepped aside to let me out first.

“So, are you a history major?” Professor Wells asked me as we moved down the hall toward the exit.

“No, anthropology. I find humans fascinating. I have a heavy course load this semester. It’ll be challenging, especially with all the charity work I do with Delta Nautilus.

” I gestured to my t-shirt, and when his eyes dropped down to my chest, I felt my nipples harden. Thank the Goddess for padded bras.

“Charity work?” Professor Wells raised his eyebrows as he held the door open for me. I walked outside.

“Yeah,” I giggled. “Charity work.”

“Is that what students are calling parties these days?” he asked.

I laughed. “Have you seen those Alpha Albatross guys? Hanging out with them is charity.”

“Well, I hope you find some time to unwind once in a while,” Professor Wells said.

“I don’t.” I let out a heavy sigh, but my shoulders stayed stiff. “Well, I shouldn’t say that. My friends drag me out from time to time, and yeah, there are parties, but everything is a lot more… fast-paced on this planet. I’m always stressing about schoolwork.”

Professor Wells nodded. “I know how that is. It wasn’t too long ago that I was a student here myself.”

“You were a student here?” I was surprised.

“Yes, I did my undergrad here and my master’s and doctorate up north.

One of my old professors retired and asked if I wanted to take his place.

I always loved it here, so I jumped at the chance.

I’ve been teaching for about three years now.

I’m sure I mentioned that in my lecture, but you seemed a bit distracted. ”

“Oh, yeah?” I laughed nervously. “I just had a lot of classes today. I figured you hadn’t been teaching long. You don’t look much older than me.”

He laughed. “Oh, I’m quite a bit older than you, young lady.”

I smiled, and I was about to ask him exactly how old he was when I saw Vesper and Fenna out of the corner of my eye.

“Xena! Over here!” Fenna called.

I waved and looked back at Professor Wells. “I should go. I promise I won’t make class weird by… you know… being an alien.” I smiled back at him one last time and started to walk away.

“I appreciate that. Let me know if you have any questions. You can email me, or stop by my office anytime. It’s here in the Assimov building.”

“OK, bye!” I sped up to catch up with my friends.