Arousal

Sava & Van

I stare at Professor Van Noble in a dreamy way. My face rests on my palm with my elbow resting on my armchair, half-listening to his discussion. Right now, he is talking about the mining of the Moon, which has started in the 2020s.

“As you all know, we use the gas helium-3, which is mined from the Moon, for fueling nuclear fusion power plants, space stations…” his baritone voice says.

Professor Noble is in his early thirties. Give or take, with my twenty years of age, he’s like ten, twelve or fifteen years older than me. I can’t really tell. He doesn’t look his age at all. He has curly light brown hair that is a bit long, light blue eyes, prominent-looking nose, well-sculpted eyebrows, high cheekbones, slightly divided chin and reddish lips. He is tall, lean, well-built, tanned, neat and always smells nice. He loves the outdoor, as I’ve heard. He loves sports under the Sun and he’s very single.

I love this last part. I have mostly been daydreaming about him ever since I laid my eyes on him. It’s been like a couple years ago since I entered this university. He’s just arrived on the campus with his sports car that day. He parks it just beside mine just when I have gotten off my old truck. A tall good-looking man with his shades on turns his head to look at me. Although he hasn’t smiled at me, that’s when I started to have a crush on him.

Damn it! I just can’t get over with his good looks, though I am almost finished with his astronomy class this semester. Meaning that I will not be able to stare at him good, long and hard just as this when this semester’s over. And I am hoping this semester though I’d get lucky enough he’d pick me to travel with him to the Moon. It’ll be a life-long dream that comes true then.

Why, if you might ask? It’s because every semester, a lucky student in his class goes to travel with him on the dark side of the Moon. You see, aside from his being a billionaire, having more money than he knows how to do with it, he’s also a professor who teaches at our university for the purpose of sharing the beauty of space. He’s so into space! He’s a very astronomic person.

Sometimes, I can only wonder how and what it is like to be with him out there in space, as he shows its beauty when he travels with one of his students to the dark side of the Moon. I’ve heard some stories that he’s fun to be with and that the experience is enriching and so on.

As it is now 2096, it’s easy for us to travel to the Moon. Well, that is if you own a damn spaceship. To point out, a lot of space companies have emerged over the last seventy years. And billionaires like my astronomy professor buy spaceships like rich people buy cars in the past.

Status-wise, you are in the category of an average-income family or person when you have a flying car. Poor people cannot afford this of course. They are stuck on the roads with their solar-powered vehicles, or worse, just walk on the pavements. Just like my family. We are in the lowest socio-economic status. I am just lucky to have this scholarship in this prestigious university because of my brain.

I dream of being a spacecraft engineer to help raise my family’s status in the society. I’ve learned before graduating high school that it has a high pay. That’s why I’m really studying hard to finish my course faster than anyone. I don’t even have time for boys. I have this rigid and tight schedule, which helps me cut down my years in the university and so I can work right after my graduation. And it will be my graduation this year, by the way, so I am happy with myself on this achievement of mine by far.

“For those who don’t know yet, the dark side of the Moon is not really dark or black in color. As revealed in 2014, researchers demonstrated that it is, in fact, turquoise.” I hear Professor Noble further discusses about the Moon. “At the time they used a telescope with a sensitive camera installed at an observatory in Hawaii, which was and is still run by America’s National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration.”

Well, that’s quiet fascinating, I muse. I can just imagine how it would look like then. I sigh. How I wish I can see the bizarre beauty of the Moon before I graduate.

“So, our finals are scheduled in two weeks. You should start preparing then. Also… the day after tomorrow by the way, we’ll have the draw as to who’s going to be the next lucky student I’m going to take with me to travel to the dark side of the Moon.” He smiles at everyone. But his eyes settled on my face.

My heart kicks my rib cage because of that. Although he looks at all his students, it seems that it is so special whenever he sets his eyes on my face. I don’t know. It’s just perhaps me because I have a big crush on him. I think I just give meaning to it every time, imagining he feels the same way. But who am I kidding? We have the age and socio-economic status gaps. I suppose these things matter to him.

Anyway, I am excited for draw in two days. I wish so hard that it’ll be me he’d pick. So, the next two nights, I can’t even sleep much, praying so hard that I’d be lucky finally.

“Aren’t you excited, Sava?” my blonde friend Dana asks, as she falls into step with me. We are in the hallway walking toward our astronomy classroom today.

I turn to look at her pretty face. “About what?” I give her a dead expression. I don’t want to let her know that I am way over excited about this going to the Moon with our professor thing.

She makes a face. “Duh! I know that you’re dying to travel with him. He’s your ultimate crush ever since!”

I stop in my tracks and try to open my mouth to deny it but she’s fast to put her finger on my lips.

“Uh-uh. Don’t lie to me. I always see the way you look at him during our class. It’s really not normal!” Her eyes are quite expressive. They bulge and roll.

Then I frown. “Is it that obvious?” I start to worry.

She laughs. “Well, I think so. I even think the professor knows you have the hots for him.” She winks at me.

My jaw drops. “Oh, my God!” This is so embarrassing! It might be the reason why he’s looking at me like that everytime because he knows. Oh, I’m so in deep s**t now!

She drags me toward our classroom. Each of us takes our own seat. I am usually in the front row and Dana is in the second row, behind me. I am near-sighted since elementary so I’m used to being in the front row. At the time, we’ve had no money to buy glasses. But now, at least I can already use contact lenses, after saving my allowance in high school. I use them especially when I’m on campus. I don’t want to be seen as a geeky person, which is always accompanied by thick-rimmed glasses. I only wear my glasses at home, where only my family members or close neighbors get to see me in.

“Okay, so as promised, I have to pick who’s the lucky student to travel with me this summer to the dark side of the Moon,” Professor Noble says, sitting on his desk and facing us.

When he is about to look at me, I simply look away and pretend to get something in my bag like my stylus. I am really embarrassed that he knows I’ve got a crush on him, just as Dana told me.

“In this jar, all your names who haven’t been picked for years of attending my class are here inside these little moon balls called draw balls,” he informs us. “You know what these are.”

This kind of balls is high-tech and is used to draw numbers in the lottery and other raffle draw purposes, among others. It is one of the littlest and amazing artificial intelligence (AI) ever made on the planet. It functions like magic.

He puts his hand inside the jar when I stealthily take a look at him without him noticing. The transparent jar is filled with white balls with less than an inch diameter in size. He mixes the fragile-looking balls inside, playing them with his fingers.

Damn it! Now I’m looking at those fingers. I am picturing them touching me… my breasts… my n*****s… my p***y…

Oops! In my mind, I skid to a halt. I even scold myself for thinking such a thing. I swallow when I notice that his eyes are now on me. They’re like telling me he knows what I’m imagining. I could feel myself sizzle.

I lower my eyes to look at his fingers once again. They now slowly pick one ball, and it seems that in a slow motion, he is withdrawing his hand from the jar.

I look away then. I can’t seem to bear to look at him and show him the disappointed look on my face if it’s not my name that is in the ball. I begin to fuss but naturally, by taking out my book from my bag.

Shit! I curse in my mind.

A slow thud is heard and a hiss follows and then the thin smoke that smells like jasmine wafts into the air. It turns out that he drops the ball on the floor and the smoke forms into a name.

My classmates gasp. Me, too.

Sava White. The smoke spells.

A congratulatory clap is heard from my classmates. Dana clasps my shoulder briefly. I look at her and she looks so happy for me. She even winks at me. I give her a warning look and she grins impishly.

“Miss Sava White. You’re the lucky student to come with me and travel to the dark side of the Moon,” Professor Noble says. He stands right in front of me all of a sudden. His steps are really light, soundless.

I look up at him, a little bit stunned. My eyes travel from his muscled thighs to the zipper area, which looks bulgy at the moment, to his stomach, to his chest and to his face finally, while he looks down at me. His hands are on his hips.

“Congratulations,” he softly says with a smile. His eyes seem to look and say he’s enjoying the way I have traveled my eyes on his body.

I just smile at him, awkwardly. My mouth seems to be numb and I can’t even say the words “thank you” to him. Despite of this, I feel like I’m over the moon with happiness. My life-long dream has come true, at last!

I bite my lower lip and refuse to look at his bulgy area though it seems magnetizing. Thankfully, he goes back behind his desk and he starts the class.

“Miss White,” he calls me before I can even get out of the classroom when the bell rang to indicate the end of the class.

Dana turns to look at us but I gesture to her that she can go ahead to our next class without me. The rest of the class has already cleared the room.

“Yes, professor,” I answer in a small voice.

He steps closer to me. I can really smell the perfume he’s wearing, musky and minty. It’s so nice and seductive. I can even barely contain myself. I hold my backpack sling on my right shoulder so tightly while my other hand grips my books. It is to stop myself from reaching out to him.

“Meet me here before you go home this afternoon so I can give you something.”

He’ll give me something? Like what? My mind is in a reel right now. I have no idea what he’s going to give me. My mind is already drawing some erotic things but I quickly dismiss them. They might show in my face right now.

He slowly smiles at me when I realize I gape at him.

“Oh! Okay, professor,” I just say instead, blinking.

Damn it! He has this smile that shows his even teeth that makes him look even more amazing. And my heart just can’t stop palpitating right now. I also feel that my cheeks are hot. They must be red right now.

He nods but his eyes drop on my lips. I don’t really wear lipstick but only lip gloss. So I’m not sure if my lips look presentable enough at the moment. Okay, that’s another embarrassment for me. I clamp my lips together then.

It is raining outside. After my last period, I go straight to Professor Noble’s classroom. He gives me a white envelope.

“That’s a formal letter of invitation addressed to your parents so that they will know I’m taking you to a trip to the Moon this summer.”

“Oh!” I say. I don’t know how it sounded. Maybe it’s in dismay because he smiles at me wickedly?

“Did you have something else in mind?” he teases me.

I nervously cough. “No! Of course not, professor. I… I just didn’t know you do this kind of thing. I-it’s really thoughtful of you,” I stammer.

***

The days pass by so quickly. I am so nervous but excited to have this trip today to the dark side of the Moon. I’m not sure how I get into the spaceship called SkyRene that is owned by Professor Noble but I am here now. Alone with him.

I look over the window of the spaceship that is now in space, nearing the Moon. It is operated by the onboard AI named Cloudia.

He gives me some snacks and drinks. The spaceship perhaps can take a load of about thirty thousand kilograms with a width of about fifteen to twenty meters and a diameter of about ten meters. It is complete with luxurious amenities aside from food and drinks, which make the spaceship like a flying hotel suite.

The Earth looks so beautiful from up here. It’s indescribable and beyond the word amazing. The dark space we’re in as well looks so beautiful on its own with sparkling stars that seem to be so close to touch if I just reach out my hand. All this in just a couple of hours seems to be a life-changing experience for me. It’s truly beautiful! No wonder Professor Noble loves the countless space tours he’s had.

“Thank you,” I say. I drink the bottled juice first.

“We’re going to see the lunar surface up close in half an hour. We’ll go around the Moon to have a tour,” he tells me.

I feel so excited. So he explains to me some things that we see on the lunar surface and its ragged look because of the different impact craters with various sizes as well as its peaks with various heights. We see some infrastructures built because of the mining of helium-3 and other valuable lunar rocks that are brought back to the Earth to be sold.

When we’ve just finished the Moon tour and are about to go back to Earth, we feel the ship shake suddenly. Professor Noble is quick to catch me when I’m about to fall. He steadies the two of us by leaning a hand on the wall.

We both look into each other’s eyes. Our faces are so close together. So are our lips. I can smell his hot and minty breath that seems to stir my senses.

“What’s happening, Cloudia?” he asks the AI but his eyes are still on my face, specifically on my lips.

“A rogue orbiting space debris has hit the main fuel tank and we’re losing fuel fast. We have to land on the Moon’s surface for some time to fix the tank. If we don’t, it will cause fire and explosion when we enter the Earth’s atmosphere.”

“Great!” he says. But I’m not sure if it’s sarcastic or not because he’s smiling charmingly at me that makes my heart beat so fast. “So what else is the status of the ship? Any more damage?”

“Life support systems are perfectly operational and hologram interface is functional. All other systems and sub-systems are checked and they are fine,” Cloudia reports.

“How long do you think we can get some fuel at the nearby gas station? Can’t we use the secondary fuel tank to return home?”

“Less than an hour for filling the tank plus traveling time. The secondary fuel tank can accommodate our trip to the Lunar Gas Station but not enough to return home. FYI, Van. The secondary fuel tank is the one fueling the ship right now as we descend to the lunar surface,” the AI informs us.

He sighs. “Sorry for this side trip, Miss White. I hope this doesn’t give you a traumatic experience,” he apologizes.

I slowly free myself from his embrace. “It’s okay. I’m fine. Thank you for your concern, professor,” I say honestly.

The truth is that I’m happy we’re stranded for some time because I still don’t want to end this little adventure with him. I am indeed very lucky this year! I look away to hide my smile.

The ship lands on the lunar surface finally, and a small robot gets out to fix the main fuel tank.

I go to the bathroom to change my top because my drink spilled on it when the ship was shaken. When I got out, I find him standing waiting for me.

“Are you alright?” he asks with concern, stepping closer to me.

“Yes. Really.” I nod with a little smile.

He starts to caress my face. “Sava,” he whispers.

His lips descend to mine, softly touching as if he’s asking for permission. I part my lips to give him a go signal. Why not? It feels so wonderful to be kissed by my ultimate crush! This is not going to happen everyday. Might as well enjoy this moment with him, right?

“Lights dimmed,” Cloudia says in the background.

We both softly chuckle because of it. I like the AI. Cloudia is so supportive and romantic. She even plays a soft erotic music to set the mood.

Professor Noble brings his hands to my hips and kneads my buttocks under the hem of my skimpy shorts. He slowly undresses me and himself. I briefly admire his well-built body that seems to fuel my excitement. His c**k is really huge and very erect. I look up into his eyes again that are now smoky with desire.

He then scoops me up and sits on the spaceship chair. He pulls me gently to him and he makes me sit in his lap facing him, straddling him. I should feel weird or something but I’m really excited to become so intimate with him like this. It’s almost in all of my daydreams about him. And for me, it’s just natural that we’re going to do this now, with no inhibitions. It’s my chance. It could only be my only chance.

“Tell me if you’ve pictured us like this,” he demands softly as he kisses my neck and earlobe. His tongue plays with it for some moments before he kisses the swell of my breasts. His hands are around my waist.

“Yes, professor,” I sigh, admitting.

“Me, too,” he admits. “And call me Van from now on.”

I feel like I can’t believe it. But it makes me feel happy to know this and to call him Van.

“But you have to know, Van. I’m still a virgin,” I confess, lowering my eyelashes.

He kisses my pink n****e and sucks it, which makes me gasp and my arms around his neck hold him tighter.

“I have that feeling,” he tells me, blowing each of my n*****s. Then he sucks the other one. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you,” he whispers his promise.

His one hand supports my back and the other reaches down to cup my p***y. He sighs upon realizing that I am already wet.

Shit! His fingers caress my labia and clit. It feels so strangely wonderful, delightful. I softly moan because of it. He parts my labia even more, teasing. Then he slowly inserts his middle finger in my p***y.

“Oohh, God!”

“Oh, you feel so tight, so small, Sava,” he mutters, kissing my mouth. He moves his finger in and out of my p***y. Then he withdraws his hand to lift both my legs and let them rest on his shoulders. After that, he guides the head of his c**k to tease my entrance. My body is writhing in reaction to it.

He looks at me in the eye and I feel his c**k slowly sinking into my depths. His mouth is gaping. I cry when our bodies join together. s**t! It hurts! With this, we both have labored breaths. I believe he really feels my tightness around his c**k.

He begins to move his stiff rod inside of me. I curse in my mind over and over again. I see that he seems to be working so hard right now to not make me feel the pain as much as he can. I already feel the rawness of my p***y when my hymen was torn when he first entered.

He continues to push and pull, driving in and out. Although still painful, I feel also the pleasure he gives. He guides my hips with his strong hands on my bottom. His tempo increases as time goes by.

“You’re so beautiful, Sava,” he mumbles, looking into my eyes again.

“You, too,” I answer with a smile and a series of whimper.

“I love your short black hair and dark blue eyes,” he adds, never breaking his rhythm.

“Oh, Van.” I sigh.

“You don’t know but I have loved you ever since I saw you at the parking lot two years ago,” he confesses.

Oh, s**t! I don’t think this is just because of the libido that’s talking. I can really feel his sincerity. I pull his head and kiss him on the lips. But I still keep on groaning with his every plunge.

“Me, too,” I confess to him.

“Good.” He stands up and kneels down to gently lay me down the floor. He covers my body and continues to f**k me. Harder. Deeper. “Come, Sava. Come, my sweet!”

I curse in mind as I scream. I feel my body climax, which is of course the first time that I’ve experienced. I am so breathless. And so is Van after he grunts and drops his load inside my p***y. My body convulses with such mortal delight.

“You’re so wonderful,” he tells me with a kiss on my lips. He lies next to me, letting me rest my head on his arm. I turn on my side to look at his face. He looks so gorgeous in his afterglow.

“I’m so lucky to have this trip with you, Van. Thank you for this. I’ll never forget this,” I tell him.

“I’ve been looking forward to this for two years. I had to wait until your last year at the university,” he admits.

“What do you mean?” I asked with confusion.

“I sabotaged the draw so your name would come up.”

I am quite shocked to this confession of his. “What?”

“No matter which draw ball I’d pick, it’ll still be your name. It’s not true that your classmates’ names were in the jar at all,” he explains. “I don’t want to miss you this year because it’s your last class with me. Next semester, you’re not going to be in my class anymore. You’ll be busy with your internship and other things.”

I softly laugh. “Oh, my God! You’re really serious, aren’t you? You’re not joking?”

He grins. “You’ll know when I’m joking.”

No s**t!

“Is that why all the ‘lucky’ students you picked before were males?”

“Ah-huh.” He snickers.

“And you sabotaged those draws as well?”

“Yes. They were all male names there. No women. Not even yours.”

I can’t believe he’s done this because of me.

“But before… before I entered the university, you’ve already been doing this trip to the Moon with one of your students every semester?”

“Yes. It was fair before. They were all males who got lucky. As you well know, majorities of all my classes are guys. Only a few girls enroll in my subject. Although I am quite popular at the university because of my good looks, I am so strict with grades and girls are only brave enough to take my classes. Those include you.” He pinches my pert nose playfully.

“Yeah, I heard you’re such a terror but generous. You’re a complicated man, Van.”

He scoffs. “Is that why you’re attracted to me?”

“I suppose so.”

He laughs and embraces me. His lips find mine once again and he kisses me hotly.

“Excuse me, Van, Sava. The robot is done fixing the tank and is back on board. We are now going to the nearest gas station,” Cloudia chimes in.

“Very well, Cloudia,” Van says in between kisses.

I giggle while I feel the ship lift off.

We roll on the floor and Van helps me to stand. He makes my hands lean the window. I can see the beautiful dark space outside. I gasp when Van slowly lifts both of my legs off the floor and he enters me from behind.

Oh, God! This feels so wonderful! It feels like we are one with the universe as we f**k in space.

We come together before the ship arrived the gas station. We change while the AI fills the main fuel tank. I call my family by the use of the hologram interface, telling them about the mishap we’ve encountered. But I have assured them that we are fine and we are going back home.

After less than an hour, we head back to Earth. Van and I hold hands and smile at each other. I realize I really love my personal space man.

The end