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The evening air was filled with the soft glow of twinkling fairy lights as the wedding venue buzzed with excitement. It was the long-awaited wedding night of Vedal and Anny, a couple whose love story had captivated their small town. Vedal, a shy and unassuming genius programmer, stood at the altar, his heart pounding beneath his crisp black tuxedo. His short stature and gentle demeanor belied the brilliant mind that had won over the heart of the beautiful Anny.
Anny, the radiant bride, was a vision of ethereal beauty. Her flowing white gown hugged her slender frame, accentuating her delicate curves. Her long, blond hair, styled in soft waves, framed her face, and her eyes sparkled with joy and a hint of mischief. She was a kisune, a mythical creature known for her charm and playful nature, and tonight, she was every inch the stunning bride.
As the ceremony drew to a close, Vedal's heart raced with anticipation. He had been counting down the days until this moment, eager to finally call Anny his wife. Their love had blossomed over countless late-night conversations, where Vedal's shyness slowly melted away under Anny's warm and understanding gaze. She had seen past his social awkwardness and embraced his unique personality, making him feel loved and desired.
The wedding reception was a blur of laughter, toasts, and well-wishes from friends and family. Vedal and Anny shared a tender first dance, their bodies moving in perfect harmony to the soft melody. As the music swelled, Anny's hand rested gently on Vedal's shoulder, her eyes never leaving his. There was an undeniable spark between them, an electric connection that had grown stronger with each passing day.
But as the night wore on, Vedal's nerves began to surface. He was not one for grand gestures or public displays of affection. The thought of the wedding night, of finally being alone with Anny, both excited and terrified him. He wanted their first time to be perfect, but his insecurities crept in, whispering doubts in his ear.
Anny, sensing her new husband's unease, took his hand and led him away from the bustling reception. They slipped out into the cool night, leaving behind the music and laughter. The moon shone bright, casting a silvery light over the garden, where a small gazebo stood adorned with flowers and soft cushions.
"Vedal, my love," Anny whispered, her voice like silk. "Let's make this night unforgettable." Her eyes sparkled with a playful glint, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "I've been waiting for this moment, to finally have you all to myself."
Vedal's breath caught in his throat as Anny's warm breath caressed his skin. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, a mix of nervousness and desire. "Anny... I want tonight to be special for you. I just... I don't want to mess it up." His voice was barely above a whisper, his shyness returning in this intimate moment.
Anny giggled softly, her fingers gently stroking his cheek. "Silly boy, you could never mess this up. I've been dreaming of this night, of feeling your touch, of exploring every inch of your body." Her words were like a sweet melody, soothing his worries.
She led him towards the gazebo, her graceful steps belying the fiery passion that burned within her. As they stepped inside, the soft cushions and the scent of roses enveloped them. Vedal's eyes widened as he took in the romantic setting, his nervousness momentarily forgotten.
Anny's playful side emerged as she spun around, her gown swirling gracefully. "I have a surprise for you, my dear husband." She reached behind her back and with a flick of her wrist, the back of her dress fell open, revealing a sheer lace bodysuit that hugged her curves seductively.
Vedal's mouth went dry as he took in the sight of his stunning bride. The bodysuit left little to the imagination, showcasing Anny's flawless skin and the delicate lace covering her breasts and nipples, which were already taut with desire. "You... you're breathtaking," he managed to stammer, his voice hoarse with desire.
Anny's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "And you, my dear, are about to get a taste of what's to come." With that, she took his hand and guided him towards the cushions, her movements becoming more deliberate.
Vedal's heart raced as he followed her, his eyes fixated on the tempting vision before him. Anny's body was a work of art, and he felt a surge of possessiveness and longing. He wanted to worship her, to touch and explore every inch of her silky skin.
Lowering herself onto the cushions, Anny patted the spot beside her. "Come here, my shy programmer. Let me show you what a kisune can do." Her voice was laced with a sultry promise, and Vedal found himself drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
He sat beside her, his hands trembling slightly as he reached out to touch her. Anny's skin was soft and warm, and she leaned into his touch, encouraging him. "You're so beautiful, Anny. I... I don't know where to start."
"Start with a kiss, my love," she whispered, her breath hot against his lips. "Let our tongues dance and our desires intertwine."
Their lips met in a fiery embrace, their tongues tangling in a passionate dance. Vedal's hands roamed over Anny's body, his fingers tracing the lace fabric, teasing her nipples to hardness. Anny moaned softly into his mouth, her hands tugging at his tuxedo, eager to free him from the confines of his clothing.
As Vedal's hands worked at the buttons of her bodysuit, Anny's fingers deftly undid his belt, sliding it free from the loops of his trousers. She traced the outline of his hardening cock through the fabric, making him gasp into her mouth. "I've been waiting to feel you, Vedal. To have you inside me, claiming me as your own."
Vedal's breath quickened as he finally freed Anny from the bodysuit, revealing her naked form. Her breasts were full and pale, crowned with rosy nipples that begged for attention. He lowered his head, capturing one nipple between his lips, suckling gently, while his fingers teased the other, rolling and pinching it gently.
Anny arched her back, her hands threading through his hair, urging him on. "Yes, my love... oh, that feels so good." Her words were breathless, her body undulating with pleasure.
Vedal's mouth trailed kisses down her stomach, his tongue flicking and teasing, until he reached the apex of her thighs. He paused, his breath warm against her damp curls, and Anny's eyes fluttered shut, anticipation making her tremble.
"Please, Vedal... don't tease me anymore," she whispered, her voice laced with desperation. "I need to feel you, now."
Vedal smiled against her skin, his hands gently parting her thighs, revealing her glistening pussy. He inhaled her musky scent, his cock throbbing with need. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her, and Anny cried out, her hips bucking off the cushions as he teased her clit with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh gods, yes!" she exclaimed, her hands gripping the cushions tightly. "Your mouth... it's so talented, Vedal. Don't stop, please."
Vedal continued his oral assault, his tongue delving deep into her wetness, his fingers working in tandem, thrusting in and out of her tight hole. Anny's moans grew louder, her body writhing as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
"I'm... I'm going to cum, Vedal! Oh, please, don't stop!" Anny's plea was desperate, her body tense with the impending release.
Vedal redoubled his efforts, his tongue flicking faster, his fingers thrusting harder, until Anny's body shook with the force of her orgasm. She cried out, her juices flooding his mouth, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure.
As Anny's tremors subsided, Vedal slowly made his way back up her body, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. He paused at her lips, tasting himself on her, and Anny smiled, her eyes glazed with post-orgasmic bliss.
"That... that was incredible, my love," she breathed, her fingers stroking his cheek. "But I want more. I want to feel you inside me, filling me up."
Vedal's cock was throbbing with need, and he couldn't deny her request any longer. He stood, shedding his tuxedo, revealing his lean, muscular frame. His cock stood proud and erect, the tip glistening with pre-cum.
Anny's eyes widened at the sight of him, her lips parting in anticipation. "You're beautiful, too, my husband. Come, take me now."
Vedal positioned himself between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips as he guided his throbbing cock to her entrance. With a gentle thrust, he slid into her, filling her tight pussy with his length. Anny gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as she adjusted to his size.
"You feel so good, Anny," he groaned, his voice strained with desire. "So warm and wet."
"Yes... oh yes, keep going," she urged, her hands gripping his shoulders, urging him to move.
Vedal began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, each stroke eliciting a moan from Anny. Her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as he slid in and out, the sensations overwhelming.
"Harder, Vedal! Fuck me harder!" Anny cried out, her body rising to meet his thrusts.
Vedal complied, his hips snapping forward with more force, his balls slapping against her ass with each powerful stroke. Anny's cries filled the night air, her body glistening with sweat as she rode the waves of pleasure.
As Vedal's orgasm built, he felt Anny's pussy tighten around him, her nails digging into his back as she neared her own climax. "I'm... I'm going to cum, Anny! Together, my love!"
Anny's body shook as she came again, her pussy contracting around his cock, milking him as he thrust deep inside her, spilling his seed into her welcoming warmth. Their cries of ecstasy mingled in the night, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
As their breathing slowed, Vedal collapsed onto the cushions beside Anny, his body spent but satisfied. He pulled her close, their hearts still racing from the intensity of their lovemaking.
"That was... incredible," Vedal managed to say, his voice hoarse with desire. "I never imagined our wedding night would be like this."
Anny giggled, her fingers tracing circles on his chest. "Oh, but it's only the beginning, my love. We have a lifetime of passion ahead of us."
Vedal smiled, his heart filled with love and desire. He knew that with Anny by his side, every night would be filled with sensual delights, and he couldn't wait to explore every inch of his kisune bride.
As they lay there, entangled in each other's arms, the night sky above them, they knew that their love story had only just begun, and the adventures of their erotic journey were far from over.