Freshman Bride Pt. 09 - The Wedding

I leaned back in the large bathtubs enjoying the feeling of the hot bubbly water surrounding me. It felt great but I was still nervous as hell. Tomorrow I would be getting married after all. Oh I loved Chris and all I knew that, but any bride is nervous before her wedding day.

I ran my hands over my body marveling at my now D-cup breasts. My hourglass curves, my barely three inch hard clit, that was all that was left of my former gender. I marveled at what the hormones had done for my body. Though I had had to work hard to keep excess weight off.

As nervous as I was looking forward to walking down the aisle. After all the first time I realized I was a woman I had been in a wedding dress. Now I felt like I could finally show off my true self to the world. My family would not be at the wedding. My parents had not been supportive, but they had not really supported me in anything so that was no surprise. My extended family and I had never been close either so yeah there would not be many people on the bride's side still my one bridesmaid/maid of honor would be Casey her husband was the best man.

I finally got out of the tub the water, starting to go cold. I dried off and then rubbed some lotion all over, my skin had gotten softer from the hormones, but I liked to be extra soft for Chris. I got ready for bed after that it was going to be a big day tomorrow.

I did not sleep great that night, too nervous, but I did sleep some enough that when Casey knocked on my door for breakfast I was up. She got me to eat not a huge breakfast, mostly fruit and an acia bowl. I took a shower shaving my legs again to make sure there was nothing there. And shaved around my clit making sure my entire body was hairless. I put on a white robe and went back into the room.

Hair was next, the hairdresser got in on time and started working immediately. She put my hair into a braid attaching the ends behind my head and putting a bit of a wave into the rest of my hair let it cascade down my back. Makeup was next again. I had a pro coming to do that. She worked

while the hairdresser was doing my hair. When I looked in the mirror I was beautiful. Hair and makeup done, we had a light lunch and then let in another person for manipeddies. It was finally time to get dressed a white lace strapless bra and matching lace panties went on first then a garter belt with thigh high white stockings. I know,I know I'm only supposed to wear white if you are a virgin but screw it was my wedding I would wear what I wanted. Casey helped me into a waist cincher. I put on my shoes with low heels so I did not trip over my dress. Then it was time for the dress. I put on a petticoat first making sure it was secure then Casey helped put the wedding dress itself on. It was a strapless ball gown style dress and showed off a lot of lacy cleavage. The gown itself sort of seemed to wrap around me, almost rippling like water as it flowed through the skirts. I looked at myself in the mirror, and Casey placed a tiara and the veil in my hair. I was ready.

Casey assured me that I was beautiful and she was in fact a bit jealous. I could not stop smiling, we went downstairs and checked out of the hotel and went to the waiting limo. Casey helped me do last minute checks in my hair and make up.

Everything was perfect though. We got to the venue, a beautiful park. It was a bright and sunny day and I was about to be a wife. I could not believe it.

I did not have long to think about it though, the music started. Casey made sure my dress was just right and she hurried down the aisle to her spot. I stood back straight holding a bouquet of flowers. The wedding march started and I walked forward. I was beaming. I could see Chris smiling at me, I could not stop smiling, I walked all the way down the crowd standing for me.

At the end I took Chris's hand, and we turned to the officiate.

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to join this man" he indicated Chris "and this Woman" he indicated to me, and I grinned. "In wedded matrimony. If anyone can show any reason why these two should not wed please speak now or forever hold your peace." No one spoke. The vows seemed to slide by so fast he slipped a ring onto my finger, I did the same for him. "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Chris' lips found mine and we kissed and the crowd cheered. He took me in his arms pulling me close, kissing me more passionately. I kissed back he was my husband after all what else was I supposed to do.

We walked back down the aisle, my arm through his. At the steps, the guests pelted us with rice. I could not stop smiling, even as we got into the limo to head to our reception.

"I can't believe it baby," he said with a grin of his own "we did it! we are married!" I kissed him then kissed him again and again and we started to make out in the back of the limo. My hand traveled down to his cock feeling it, already hard in his pants. I gave him a sly sexy look and unzipped. He did not stop me. I grinned and started to stroke my husband while we kissed, holding him tight in my hand. I really did want him to cum. I knew we did not have long to go. I leaned down and engulfed his cock with my mouth sucking hard stroking the base. He moaned and put a hand on my head pushing me down gently. I reached up and grabbed his balls, rubbing them gently. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum baby" I did not stop till he started to cum hard I sucked it down making sure not to spill a drop. I was getting so damn good at that. I looked up and kissed him so he could taste it on my tongue.

The reception went well, we danced, we ate, we greeted our guests. I felt like a princess at a ball. He held me tight and kissed me on the dance floor. It was a long day and my tiny clit stayed hard through most of it. No one noticed it of course. Part of why I like ball gown style dresses is you can hide things like that easily.

The night wore down and we finally headed back to our hotel, we would spend two nights there then go on our honeymoon. He held me close in the limo no blow jobs this time as we drove just the two of us enjoying each other.

He carried me into our honeymoon suite and kissed me passionately as soon as my feet touched the floor. I pressed myself to him feeling the dress resist and give at the same time our tongues entwined. He picked me up again and carried me into the bedroom throwing me onto the bed he got on top of me kissing me and caressing me. His hands went up my skirts, running along my stockings finding my garter straps. Then my panties. He ran a hand over my clit and I moaned.

"Baby I want your cock" I whispered. He grinned.

"You want my cock?" I bit my lip and nodded, "you want your husband's cock?." I nodded more excited.

"Your wife wants your cock baby. I want it to fill me and I want to become pregnant." He grinned and lifted my skirts up to my hips exposing my legs. He ripped my panties off, and with a look of passion started to take off his clothing. Naked he lifted both my legs up and pressed them down against me which kept them and my dress out of the way. He lined himself up and with one smooth motion entered my pussy with his cock.

I moaned in pleasure as my husband's cock entered me. He grinned and started to thrust, making me moan more under him. My legs wrapped around him, he went harder picking up the pace, his cock claiming me as its own.

"Oh god baby fuck me." He grinned at me kissed me then started to fuck me harder and harder. Making me whimper like a slut for him, hell I was a slut his slut. I wrapped my stocking clad legs tighter around him pulling him to me. He kissed me, never losing his pace. I could feel it, he was gonna cum and so would I. My body was well trained by now. He grunted and kissed me again and again then finally filled my pussy with his cum my hard bouncing clit shot off a much smaller load as well but the orgasm ripped into me flowing through my whole body. Our marriage had been consummated.

He slowly pulled out of me and held me in his arms. Eventually he helped me pull the dress off. I left only my stockings on and kissed him, making him do most of the work. He did not seem to mind. His cock was hard again by then so I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth, I had always enjoyed doing this for him and I loved the feeling of getting him off with my mouth. It was so big, but after a lot of practice I easily slipped it deep into my throat. I sucked hard, keeping it as deep as I could. Only pulling it back out when I had to breathe. He took the tiara out of my hair leaving the veil in. I kept sucking head bobbing up and down on his shaft. He suddenly pulled me back to my feet and kissed me. I went with it willing to do anything at the moment.

Chris spun me around and leaned me over the bed then slapped my ass gently and he rubbed his cock against me. He pressed into me again quickly filling me with his manhood. I moaned and he wasted no time and started to fuck me hard.

"You are my wife which means I get do fuck you any time anywhere." I moaned and tried to reply, but I could not he was fucking me to hard."answer me whore."

"Yes Chris you can fuck me anytime anywhere, I'm just your slut wife." He picked up the pace pounding. My pussy harder and harder having cum twice already he was lasting a long time. I came again and again from his massive cock deep inside of me. Finally after what seemed like hours of getting railed on the bed he started to cum hard. "Oh fuck yess baby I know I'm gonna get pregnant this time I just know it." He grinned and slapped my ass again as he slowly pulled himself out. He lay down on the bed completely spent, and I cuddled up next to him. The first night of the rest of our lives, we were in love that was all that mattered.