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Chapter 7 by caitlynmasked caitlynmasked

Does Joy birth couple with Noah?

Noah makes sure Joy enjoys her first birth coupling

Eileen was right about me being anxious at the mere thought of having sex with Noah. And making me feel pleasured and penetrated all while flashing images of me being fucked wasn’t reducing the anxiety in the least. I needed to make this stop as Noah already had me outside and was walking me down the street. As Noah had my left hand in his, I had to reach around my head with my right arm to try and pull the WINII device off from behind my left ear.

My fingers found the little pip and brushed over it, but before I could get a grip on it Noah turned and started guiding us toward another door. When I saw the informational pallet open next to it, my fingers started working furiously to find purchase and remove the pip. Evidently, we were already at the ‘Angel Coupling Center’ of 4th street.

Another wave of pleasure washed over me as Noah guided us down the hallway. The sounds were muffled, but I could clearly hear the sounds of sex behind the plain white doors. Most of the doors we passed had a red glow around them, while several were left blank. Ahead of us there was one that had a green glow, and I assumed red meant occupied, blank meant ready, and green was our destination. Just as we reached the door my fingers found purchase around the pip but it felt like it was glued onto my skin. Or worse, it felt like a piercing, connected to me.

Instead of opening up the room, Noah turned me around and pushed my back up against the door. Stepping close he continued to hold my left hand as he leaned forward and gave me a kiss. I tried to press my lips closed, not wanting to feel the indignity of another man’s tongue entering my mouth, but one of Eileen’s well-timed pleasure blooms hit and I couldn’t stop a soft moan from opening them up. And as I feared, Noah took that opportunity and soon we were making out with an intensity I hadn’t felt before. At least not as the kissee instead of the kisser. While I wiggled under his weight, trying to shift my way out of this intolerable situation, Noah’s leg shifted to slide in between my thighs. Him pressing against my groin while Eileen enhanced the sensation nearly had me melting. I wasn’t helped by Noah’s right hand finding my hip and slowly sliding up under my scrub top and over my new soft skin.

My back arched in response to Noah’s hand cupping my breast and flicking his thumb across my nipple. Everything seemed staged to take away my conscious thought. I could feel my wetness sliding across Noah’s thigh as he pressed his leg between mine with varying pressures. My left nipple was being directly stimulated by his fingers while he leaned into me, causing my right nipple to rub pleasurably against the smooth material of my top. And of course, the mind ripping pleasure of being kissed like this. On the one hand, I wasn’t a girl. I didn’t want to be kissed by a man, certainly not one who intends this as a prelude to sex. But it felt good. It felt good to let go and let the pleasure happen to me instead of trying to pleasure the person I’m kissing. Being the kissee had its advantages, but one of them certainly wasn’t thinking clearly.

When Noah pulled back from the kiss he had both a kind and concerned look in his eyes. “Joy, I understand this is different from how you had sex in the Eastern Coalition. How you even found a partner. Our system can be sterile and plain and… what do you call it? Unromantic. But I’ve been to the Coalition and can make this as romantic as you’d like. I’m trying to make this special and pleasurable for you, but I’m not well practiced and would understand if you want to step away and maybe try this again at another time. Do you want to go back to the refreshment bar? Or step into our private room?”

While Noah has stopped kissing me, his finger and leg continue to work over my breast and groin. I can feel my whole-body quivering and would be lying if a small part of me didn’t’ want to continue this and actually have sex as a woman. But beyond the problems of possibly getting pregnant and how that would affect changing back into a man or even traveling back to our time, I just wasn’t ready for it, no matter how good it felt. I AM a man, no matter what lies this body tells. Just before I answered Eileen spoke up in my head. “Joy, your partner is being very gracious and trying to be accommodating to your wants and desires. Do you want me to open the door for you, letting both of you proceed to birth coupling?”

I’m not even sure if it’s Eileen ramping up my pleasure or my body simply responding to Noah’s wonderful manipulations, but I have to suppress another tremble that wants to run from my toes up to my scalp. When I open my mouth to answer Eileen’s question though, Noah gives me a quick peck on my lips and asks in a softer tone, “It’s okay. Do you want to leave, Joy?”

I close my eyes and smile, happy that Noah is being this considerate as I answer him. “Yes!”

Everything after that happens so fast. At the same time that I hear Eileen chirp happily in my head “Very well Joy, opening door. Please proceed with birth coupling!” I feel the door slide open behind me. With Noah still leaning against me I immediately fall back, wrapping my arms around him for any amount of support I can get. With both of us falling backwards Noah lands on top of me, blowing all the air out of my lungs and leaving me looking up at him with my mouth gaping open.

Noah, beaming with evident happiness, leans forward and places a kiss on the tip of my nose. “Don’t worry yourself Joy. The room is going to prepare us for optimal success, but we’ll still be romantic and gentle.”

As I try to take a deep breath in, everything keeps happening so quickly. Noah stands up and I see two cylindrical mechanical arms slide out of the wall and start pulling his clothing off. Just as I finally get a small breath in and feel that I’m not going to pass out, I see more arms coming out but heading toward me this time. I bring my arms up to ward them off, but they simply move around my arms, grip the bottom of my top and pull it up over my head, lifting my back up off the ground as it goes. My arms are pulled above my head along with the top and as soon as the garment is free of me my torso drops back to the floor, pushing the little air I’d gotten back out of my lungs.

I barely have a moment to notice Noah standing above me, legs spread and arms across his barrel chest, absolutely naked, before the arms return and grip the waistline of my pants. With seeming little effort, they lift my butt off the ground as they pull my pants free. Again, as soon as the clothing is off of me, I’m dropped unceremoniously back to the floor. Thankfully my padded bottom gives me a softer landing this time. Before it hits me that I’m stark-naked laying below a stark-naked man, the maniacal arms finish their job and remove my socks and shoes.

At that point everything seems to stop. The arms retract into the wall, and it becomes quiet besides my gasping for breath. Noah, evidently being gentlemanly, doesn’t make a move for me and lets me get enough air to ask a question. When he raises his eyebrows expectantly, he twirls his finger around. I’m not sure what he’s indicating and frankly not interested in anything other than stopping this from going any further. “Noah, I’m so sorry but I HEY!!!!!”

In the middle of what I’m saying the arms sneak back out of the wall and wrap around my waist. I learn what Noah was indicating with his fingers when the arms easily lift me in the air and spin me around so that I’m facing the ground. I have just a moment to see a shape raising out of the floor before I’m unceremoniously dropped down on it. This time my weight lands first on my hips. My head continues forward and I barely get my arms up in time to prevent me from face planting the floor. Meanwhile my legs bent over the other side of this pillow with my knees barely touching the floor.

It takes me a moment to realize I’m on some kind of sex pillow wedge thing and it’s raised my ass up into the air with my upper body and legs left on the floor. Just as I start to push myself up, I feel Noah crouch down behind me. I’m sure his strength could overpower any resistance I could offer, but I’m not even in a position to prevent him from spreading my legs wide as he moves in between them. And then I feel it. His cock lands right on the lips of my pussy.

Pushing up a little more I try looking over a shoulder, trying to indicate with my eyes that I’m not on board with this even if I’m having trouble forming the words but Noah has leaned forward over my back and wraps his arms around me, one below my hanging breasts and one at my neck, letting me nestle into his elbow. With a kiss to my cheek, he says quietly and gently “See? This helps with impregnation, but it doesn’t have to be sterile. Now just lay as comfortable as you can and let me handle the rest!”

I feel Noah’s cock sliding against my already slick pussy as he catches my mouth in another kiss. This time I’m sure it’s Eileen’s doing as my breasts are hanging freely, but I still feel attention on my nipples as intensely as Noah had provided before. Which simply intensifies my already sultry moan when Noah slides into me.

I almost wish I could say I passed out. Or that I screamed and could claim a kind of ****. Or that I froze and couldn’t move at all. Or anything beyond what happened. Because what happened is beyond humiliating and emasculating. I haven’t even had this body for a full day, but here I was lying under a man who gently, smoothly, and lovingly…. fucked me. I imagine if any woman has ever asked for a gentle introduction to sex, this is what she would have wanted as Noah took his time. More than that, he seemed to read me like a book as every move he made that didn’t feel good was never repeated. And every move that pulled another moan from me was repeated often.

It wasn’t necessarily pleasure at first. Having Noah’s cock slide in and out of me felt good, but it wasn’t something amazing. Instead, it just felt right. Like I’d been empty before and hadn’t even known it. The floor was soft and warm. The room was warm with a light breeze over our sweaty bodies. The delicious sound of both our gasping breaths was soon accompanied by the light slapping sound of Noah’s hips and thighs connecting with my perfectly curved ass and thighs. Even the dizzying smells were perfect as they combined my obvious feminine arousal, Noah’s masculine musk, and a floral scent I couldn’t recognize. His arms were hugging me, supporting me, and holding me perfectly. As my head lolled forward, Noah focused his attention on the back of my neck and my shoulders, giving me gentle loving kisses there between his own grunts of effort and pleasure.

While Noah learned what pleased me, the pleasure truly started to rise. I could sense his tenseness as he was obviously working for my pleasure and not simply depositing his cum deep inside of me. In my position I had very little control, but eventually I started pushing back against Noah’s thrusts. The last straw was when Noah laid me forward, my hands folding together so that I could rest my cheek on them. That freed his magic hand as he slides it under my thigh and started working at that magical wonderful spot. In retrospect, he was of course rubbing and teasing my clitoris, but at that moment in time he was simply flicking my ‘ON’ button. My pleasure was so slow in rising all this time, but I suddenly caught up and surpassed what Noah must be feeling.

When my whole body tensed up, I literally saw fireworks before my eyes. I realized I was holding my breath and for a long moment, as I started to climax, simply forgot how to breathe. When I remembered I opened my mouth and screamed my throat raw. When I ran out of air I pulled in as much as I could and continued my scream as my whole body started to tremble and quake. The pleasure was centered at Noah’s and my coupling, but where any orgasm I had previously was simply at that point, this was now all over my body. My nipples and lips in particular seemed to be joining the party and felt like rapturous wizardry and gleeful sorcery was taking control of them. It was then that Noah dove deep into me, crushing me into the wedge as he roared out his own climax. I felt the warmth spread deep inside of me, and knew it wasn’t my own orgasm but instead was his cum, splashing and painting my insides.

When the moment finally ended Noah laid forward on top of me. It made breathing difficult, but I took no action to move him from me as that moment felt perfect. The shame and self-recrimination would come later, but at that moment I was made complete. I didn’t care about male or female, I simply wanted to experience that again. And again. And again.

Does Joy report back to Juniper?

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