Yaiza: The Bride Has a Dick (short novel)

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The Bride Has a Dick

The Barcelona sun bathed the wedding hall in the Gràcia town hall with a warm, golden light. Standing before the civil registrar, Yaiza looked radiant in an elegant, flowing white wedding dress that perfectly hugged her figure. The light fabric accentuated her slim waist, delicate shoulders, and the soft curve of her hips. Her wavy blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her fine glasses gave her that sophisticated yet incredibly sensual look. Under the dress, no one could guess her secret: her cock, already half-hard from the emotion of this special day.

Antonio, wearing a perfectly tailored light gray suit, looked at her with obvious adoration. His eyes shone with love and pride. Around them, about ten close friends smiled, some discreetly wiping away a tear. Antonio’s parents and Yaiza’s parents couldn’t make the trip due to their age and the distance, but they had promised to host them soon for a more intimate celebration.

The registrar pronounced the official words. When it was time to exchange rings, Antonio slipped the band onto Yaiza’s finger with palpable emotion.

“Yes, I do,” he murmured in a husky voice.

“Yes, I do,” Yaiza replied, her throat tight, before kissing him with infinite tenderness to the discreet applause of their friends.

The marriage was official. Yaiza was now legally married to Antonio as a woman. Everything had been done properly: the paperwork, the legal gender recognition, the file submitted to the Registro Civil. Nothing had been left to chance.

After a joyful small reception at a nearby restaurant — filled with laughter, toasts, photos, and a few improvised dances — the couple was escorted back to their apartment by two friends who gently teased them about their wedding night. The moment the door closed behind them, silence fell, heavy with a new kind of tension.

Despite all the years they had spent together, despite all the torrid nights where they had explored every inch of each other’s bodies, this marriage made them feel like young lovers discovering desire for the first time.

Antonio pinned Yaiza against the door as soon as it shut, kissing her with almost animalistic urgency. His hands slid over the white silk of her dress, caressing her ass.

“You look stunning… my wife,” he murmured against her mouth.

Yaiza smiled, breathless, and moved her hand down to her husband’s crotch. She immediately felt the hard, burning bulge straining against his pants.

“And you’re already rock hard, my husband,” she whispered playfully.

She took Antonio’s hand and guided it under her wedding dress, placing it directly on her own pubic area. Through the thin fabric of her panties, he felt the impressive hardness of Yaiza’s cock, stiff as wood.

“Fuck… you’re just as excited as I am,” Antonio growled, gently massaging the trapped cock.

The excitement was electric. They unleashed themselves.

Antonio slipped the straps of the wedding dress off Yaiza’s shoulders. The white fabric fell to the floor in a sensual rustle, revealing her magnificent body: her sensitive breasts, slim waist, feminine hips, and especially her beautiful circumcised cock, proudly erect, the head already glistening with precum.

Yaiza, now naked except for her high heels and the light veil still in her hair, knelt before her husband. She impatiently opened his pants and freed his thick, hard cock, which sprang out, throbbing.

“My wife…” Antonio panted, sliding his fingers into her hair.

Yaiza took him deep into her mouth, sucking him with renewed fervor. Her head moved back and forth, her tongue swirling around the head, taking him into her throat while moaning. Antonio groaned, holding her head and gently fucking her mouth.

They moved to the bedroom without stopping their kisses and caresses. Antonio lifted Yaiza and threw her onto the bed. He spread her thighs and dove his tongue between her ass cheeks, licking her asshole hungrily while stroking her cock.

“Yes… lick your wife’s ass…” Yaiza moaned, arching her back.

He prepared her thoroughly, sliding two then three fingers into her tight hole while sucking her cock. Yaiza writhed in pleasure.

Then Antonio penetrated her. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself completely into her hot, welcoming ass. Yaiza cried out in pleasure, her nails raking her husband’s back.

“Fuck me hard… fuck your wife on her wedding night!”

Antonio pounded her with wild energy, his balls slapping against Yaiza’s ass. He kissed her, bit her neck, pinched her nipples. Yaiza masturbated frantically, her cock rubbing against her own belly with every thrust.

They changed positions endlessly. Yaiza rode Antonio, her wedding dress abandoned on the floor, slamming down onto his thick cock with fast, deep movements. Then Antonio took her doggy-style, gripping her hips and sodomizing her violently while she moaned into the pillow.

The excitement reached its peak. Antonio felt he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“I’m going to cum…” he growled.

“In my mouth!” Yaiza begged, quickly turning around.

Antonio pulled out and exploded between his wife’s lips. Long, thick jets of hot cum flooded her throat. Yaiza swallowed everything, moaning with pleasure, then sucked him until the last drop.

But she hadn’t cum yet. Antonio flipped her onto her back, took her cock into his mouth, and sucked it passionately while pushing three fingers into her ass. Yaiza came powerfully, spraying her husband’s chest and face with her abundant cum.

They remained entwined for a long time, covered in sweat and semen, kissing tenderly.

“Mrs. Yaiza…” Antonio whispered, stroking her cheek. “My wife. I love you so much.”

“And I love you, my husband,” Yaiza replied, her eyes shining with happy tears. “Tonight… it felt like our first time.”

They made love several more times that night, slower and more lovingly, exploring every position with a new tenderness. Antonio took Yaiza against the window overlooking the illuminated city of Barcelona, then in the shower, and one last time tenderly at dawn, pressed tightly together as if they never wanted to separate again.

At sunrise, entwined in the rumpled sheets, they knew this marriage was more than just a legal formality. It was the beginning of a new adventure, where their love, desire, and complicity would be even stronger.

Yaiza, the bride with a dick, smiled as she looked at the ring on her finger, then at her sleeping husband beside her. She was finally, completely, legally, and passionately his.

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