My millennium dream  (part 6)
By: FelixTonto77,  FelixTonto77@aol.com
Teen muscle goddess Aly and boyfriend Ethan finally realize their dream.


Chapter 6 

I returned home after spending a couple of weeks with Aly. Things had changed 
. . . for the better, I supposed. But, it sure was confusing. We were becom-
ing adults. I was a 25 year old man already. But, somehow, I was still 
living the dreams, fantasies, and liberties of a teenager. Aly was only 17. 
Her change should've been of no surprise to me. Her feelings for me were 
real. Further, her sexual desires were anxiously struggling to be fulfilled. 
Her will to remain a virgin until the age of 18 conflicted with her inner 
most passions. I thought about her, about her feelings, about her thoughts, 
as I returned home. I wanted her to be happy . . . totally happy.

Late that summer, my boss offered me a great internship opportunity with his 
pals at a government agency in Washington D.C. I couldn't refuse. The 
University understood. I was allowed a year off from my law studies. Off I 
went to the nation's capital. I made great contacts and gained invaluable 
experience that fall. Aly and I kept in touch through letters and e-mail. I 
was happy. I think she was too.

My semester-long internship ended in mid-December. Mr. Kerner (my boss) 
offered me a full-time position once more, in his own firm, from January 2001 
until August 2001. In the fall of 2001, I would return to law school. "Son," 
Mr. Kerner told me, "You don't have to be a rocket scientist to realize that 
you go to California every summer to see someone." I shyly nodded. But, I 
didn't say a word. I couldn't say a word! Mr. Kerner respected me very much. 
He thought of me as a son. If I mentioned my experiences with Aly, he 
would've been very disappointed in me. "Whoever it is," Mr. Kerner ordered, 
"You go see her during the holidays. By the way you've acted over the last 
several years, she must be very special. Don't let someone like that go, 
Ethan." I thanked him for the advice and for the 'time-off'. I knew then 
that he had purposely wanted me to resume work with him until January. He 
wanted me to spend the holidays with my girl.

I told Aly nothing. I wanted to surprise her. I pictured her face when she 
would see me at her window. She would be expecting me until the following 
summer. But, I was going to have the 'time-off' now, and she was going to 
turn 18 on December 20. So, the time was right. In fact, it was perfect. We 
might wind up spending the 'real' new millenium together, I thought. My hopes 
and predictions would turn out to be true. Several months back, Aly took our 
relationship a step further by allowing me a look into our more mature and 
serious sides. This time, I would take it a step further. Our physical 
experiences needed to catch up to our emotional and mental ones. Soon, I 
thought, . . . soon.

I have to admit, I was nervous during the entire plane trip to Cali. I 
couldn't stop the sweat from rolling down my forehead and down my back. My 
clothes stuck to my body. It was very uncomfortable. It didn't help that the 
clothes were new. They hadn't been 'properly broken it' by yours truly. I 
had bought several new shirts and pants the day before. I wanted Aly to see 
me at my best. Unfortunately, sitting there in the plane, incredibly sweaty 
and uncomfortable as hell, I felt at my worst. But, then again, I guess 
that's the way it always is. Isn't it? You want to impress a girl so hard, 
and when the time finally arrives to do so, everything goes wrong. Well, at 
least Aly wasn't going to see me right then and there. I would go to see her 
a day after I arrived. I wouldn't be sweaty or have clothes sticking to me 
then . . . I hoped!

I arrived at my hotel room on the night of December 18. Aly's birthday was 
only two days away; mine was five days away (December 23). I daydreamed about 
Aly and me as I showered. I closed my eyes . . . I could almost feel her 
body in front of me. I could smell her . . . I could hear her. I knew I had 
it so bad for her. Yet, it was ok. I loved her, and I was proud of it. I had 
kept our relationship a secret from everyone because of her age. But, now 
that she was turning 18, I would shout it to the world that we were in love. 
Most importantly, we would finally experience each other the way we had 
wanted to for years. I slept like a baby that night . . . Aly's baby.

I got up the following morning, ready to go and see Aly. She was on winter 
break from school. Her parents were still working that day. So she was home 
alone. Perfect! We could talk and talk and plan and plan. I assumed we would 
agree that we would have our first sexual experience on the last day of the 
year 2000. I prayed to God that everything would be just perfect. I had been 
incredibly pleasured by Aly every summer for the past several years. But now, 
I wanted our actual encounter, as well as the moments leading up to it, to 
completely fulfill Aly's wishes and dreams. I wanted her to be happy.

I walked up to Aly's house. I looked up at my usual path to her window. I 
recalled every single event. I smiled. This time, though, I didn't have to 
climb up the house. Nobody else was home, but my girl. I knocked on the door. 
Aly opened the door. I looked up at her blue eyes. She looked at me. She 
extended out her hands. Slowly, I moved myself closer and placed my hands in 
hers. I stepped into the house. We hugged . . . we kissed . . . Looking back 
now, everything seemed to move in slow motion at that moment. All the while, 
it seems to me that it didn't last long enough. Nothing made sense. It still 
doesn't. I just knew that I was there, with the love of my life standing 
infront of me. 

Aly had grown another inch. She stood at a full 5'11" tall and weighed 177 
pounds. She wore a pair of tight volleyball shorts, a blue t-shirt, and 
sandals. Her hair was in a pony-tail, just the way I liked it. We walked over 
to the couch and we sat down to talk. We talked and talked while I took in 
the extent of her beautiful body. She told me she had given up the strict 
weightlifting regimen she had been under for several years. She didn't want 
to look like a bodybuilder. I was glad. She still maintained her wide strong 
shoulders, her big biceps, and her hard pecs -- with her perfect breasts 
exploding from them. Her stomach was still very flat and firm but she 
considerably reduced the visibility of her ab muscles. I was glad about that 
too. She looked even sexier now. She looked like a perfectly shaped girl. She 
was big and strong, but still maintained her feminine curvature, while NOT 
looking 'ripped' or 'cut' like those freaky-looking bodybuilders. Her legs 
were huge like tree trunks. But again, they did NOT have 'cords' of muscle 
running everywhere. They were very full and firm, and they maintained their 
total sexiness. She looked so incredible . . . my penis raised itself inside 
of my underwear. Aly noticed. "I'll try to calm it down," I told her, "You 
know I'll try." She smiled. Aly understood I had very little control of Mr. 
pi-pi when I was with her.

Aly looked toward the stairs. "Let's go up to my room," Aly suggested, "I 
want you to see it. I fixed it up a little." I knew she'd done it for both 
of us. She wanted our first experience to take place in her room. She wanted 
it to look and feel perfect. "Let's go see it," I responded. As we reached 
the stairs. Aly stopped in front of me. She squatted slightly and drew her 
hands back, over her shoulders. "For old time's sake," she said giggling. I 
nodded. I placed my hands in hers. She took them and wrapped them around her 
neck-shoulder area. I let my body drop on top of her back as she bent down 
lower. I felt her hands take my thighs and bring them up against her sides. 
Within milliseconds, she straightened herself up. My feet left the ground 
. . . my mind left reality . . . and my penis left it's wrapper. Aly easily 
carried me up the stairs piggyback style, like old times. By the time we 
reached her door, my penis was at its full length and thickness. I fought my 
inner drives. I kept my penis from exploding. 

Aly let me down gently after entering her room. Her room looked very nice. 
She had new bed covers, a new rug, and she had taken the posters off her 
walls. Before I could continue my observations, Aly turned to face me. "Now 
for a small preview," she said sensuously. Before I could do anything, she 
unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and brought down the zipper. I looked 
at her . . . my mouth wide open. She brought her left hand inside of my 
underwear. She took my already huge erection in her hand. She carressed it 
and pumped it. We stood there, looking eye-to-eye as she did so. From my 
5' 9", 155 pound frame, I looked up at her (5'11"; 177). I got lost in her 
sexy blue eyes. My penis got lost in her hand. My member shot its load inside 
my underwear. I held on to Aly's muscular shoulders and arms. My body was 
stronger by then. I didn't moan or mutter very much. But, my mind and soul 
were more fragile than ever. They desired the security that only Aly brought 
to them. I hugged her tightly. She brought her hand out from inside my under-
wear and she hugged me right back. I smelled her wonderful natural fragrance. 
She was wearing no perfume. But, her young 18 year old body gave out the 
most mesmerizing and engulfing natural scent. I wanted New Year's Eve to 
arrive now. At that moment, I wasn't sure I could wait any longer.

I thought about Aly from morning 'til night the following week. I didn't go 
to her birthday party. I couldn't. What would everyone say? What would I say? 
One more week . . . one more week, I kept telling myself. In fact, a 'one-
week-plus waiting period' was perfect. I went to the mall, to the beach, and 
caught a couple of movies at a theater. I bought Aly a beautiful gold and 
diamond necklace while at the mall. I had the necklace's box specially 
wrapped and arranged with several 'mini-flowers'. Aly would love it. The days 
didn't go by as fast as I would've liked. But at least, they went by. I 
dreamt about our upcoming encounter. My dreams were about to come true. I 
promised myself that I would do everything within my power to make Aly's 
dream come true too. The night was going to be perfect.

I woke up and looked at my calendar. New Year's Eve 2000. "OK . . .," I said 
out loud (to myself). I had never felt so nervous as I did then. I spent 
hours making myself look and feel perfect. Between my sideburn trim and my 
nail clipping, my phone rang. It was Aly! "Hi there, lover boy," she said, 
"How's my baby doing?" I wanted to tell her that I couldn't wait anymore 
. . . that she was my goddess, and I wanted her right then . . . that I was 
going to die of nervousness . . . that she was the sexiest woman in the world. 
Instead, I just said, "Hi Aly, I . . . I'm fine and you?" I became so 
incredibly conscious of my words and my voice's sound. It was so unexpected. 
Aly noticed. "Are you nervous?" she asked, "Because I am." She was my angel. 
She always knew just the right thing to say. "Yeah," I responded, "I am 
kinda' nervous." She asked me to calm down. She reminded me of our previous 
experiences. We had had lots of fun. Every moment we had spent together had 
been amazing. Aly helped me realize that I had nothing to be nervous about. 
We loved each other . . . and we were about to materialize that abstract love. 
We agreed that I would come to her window at around 11:00 pm.

I arrived at her window at exactly 11:00. Like I said, I wanted everything to 
be perfect. I wore my new beige Docker pants, my new light blue button-up 
shirt, and my new brown casual shoes. I looked into the room, but I saw no 
one. I knocked softly. No answer. I knocked again. Aly finally appeared. She 
stepped out of the bathroom wearing a beautiful pink bathrobe. She walked 
over to the window and let me in. Her hair was still a little wet. She had 
no make-up on. She needed none. Her natural face was the most gorgeous face 
I had ever seen. "I just took a shower," she said, "I want to be just perfect 
for you." I stretched out my hands, hoping that she would take them in hers. 
She did. She brought me closer and whispered in my ear, "Are you ready to 
have the time of your life?" I smiled and nodded. "I am," I managed to say. 
I silently thanked God.

Aly pulled me closer to her bed. She sat down on it. I stood facing her. I 
took off my shoes and socks, at her request. When I was done, she slowly 
unfastened my belt and pants. She pulled them down. My shirt was next. As 
she took it off, she kissed my stomach. I was in heaven. Only in my dreams 
had I imagined me and Aly like this. While she had made me cum a number of 
times before, nothing could compare to this. This was much more sensual. It 
was incredible. I looked down at her blue eyes. They invited me to taste her, 
to feel her, to smell her, to go inside of her. My penis hardened as she 
continued to undress and caress me. In one sudden motion, she pulled down my 
underwear, revealing my growing erection. "Keep it calm, baby," she reminded 
me. She stood up. Her two-inch-plus height advantage over me was easily 
noticeable. I looked up at her. She looked down at me. Her lips came down to 
mine. I received them with elation. As she sucked on my mouth, I sucked right 
back. She tasted like the sweetest fruit imaginable. I didn't want to 
disconnect our lips. I was in heaven. 

But, Aly slowly pulled back. She dropped her shoulders a little, letting her 
pink robe slide off. It fell to the ground, right along with my jaw. Aly 
stood in front of me with nothing on except pink panties. Her firm, muscular, 
yet very feminine, smooth, and sexy, body captivated my entire attention. 
(I'm sorry for using so many words in one sentence when describing Aly's body. 
But, she was just so incredibly perfect . . .) Her slightly tanned skin color 
was so exquisite. She was my total fantasy girl from head to toe. I stood 
there speechless.

Aly noticed that I coudn't take my eyes off her inviting nipples. My penis 
erected like a menacing cannon getting ready to fire. I blushed a little. I 
was about to say something to excuse my member (I would've probably said 
something really stupid), when Aly stopped me by placing her finger on my 
lips. She looked down at her stereo's remote control on the bed. She took it 
and turned on the cd component. I listened intently, 

"You're sailing softly through the sun / in a broken stone age dawn you / 
fly, so high, I get a / Strange magic , oh what a strange magic / Oh it's a 
strange magic, got a strange / magic, / Got a strange magic . . ."

It was my favorite song. It brought back old memories from my childhood. But 
from that day forward, the song would signify the first time Aly and me 
became one. Aly and I were about to make love while the 'Electric Light 
Orchestra' played 'Strange Magic'. I was amazed. Aly really was my perfect 
girl.

I knelt down in front of her. I took my face all the way down to her feet. I 
smelled a familiar fragrance. Aly looked down at me and said, "I know how 
much you enjoy smelling my strawberry scent shampoo. When I showered today, 
I also used strawberry scent body wash. My entire body smells like straw-
berries. I hope you like it." Was she kidding?! I said nothing. I knew that 
at this moment, actions spoke tons more than words. I brought my lips to her 
toes. I licked and kissed them. I continued doing so up her feet and shins. 
I was engulfed by her smell. As I kissed her strong thighs, I placed my hands 
on her muscular calves. Just feeling their size made my penis grow to huge 
proportions again. I reached her panties. I pulled them down slowly using 
nothing but my teeth and lips. Maybe it was a mistake . . . maybe not. But, 
as soon as I saw (for the first time) her young beautiful pussy surrounded by 
her sexy pubic hairs, I felt my body spasm. Within seconds, I unloaded my 
semen right on the floor between her feet. We both looked down to see. "I'm 
sorry, baby," I muttered, "But, I . . . I can still go on. I want to go on." 
Aly smiled and nodded. I could do it, I told myself. I knew I could.

I sniffed and kissed her pussy for several minutes. I licked around it and 
blew softly on it. I teased it. Aly took my face in her hands and said, 
"Bring your tongue into me, Ethan." First, I inserted my index finger care-
fully. I played with her delicately. Then, I slowly introduced my tongue. As 
I pushed it in deeper, I felt Aly's body quiver and her pussy contract. She 
let out several moans and a delightful squeal. Her juices ran down my tongue 
into my welcoming mouth. I desired her feminine cum. I wanted to taste her. 
I took in all of her juice and swallowed it ecstaticly. After a little while, 
I pulled out and looked up at Aly. Her 'daydreaming' eyes told me that I was 
fulfilling her desires. She was happy.

I helped her sit down on the bed again. I stayed in my kneeling position on 
the floor between her open legs. I brought my face to her breasts, as the 
'Electric Light Orchestra' continued to play,

 "Hello -- how are you / Have you been alright, through all / those lonely, 
lonely, nights. / . . . Telephone line, give me some time, / I'm living in 
twilight . . ."

'Telephone Line' played as I sucked on her nipples. I sucked on them like it 
was the last bit of life left in this world. Aly ran her fingers through my 
hair. She caressed my ears, my cheeks, my shoulders, my chest, . . . and on 
it went. I held her by her firm waist. Her thighs held me by my waist. I 
moved up onto her neck. I sucked on her neck. I licked her shoulders. I kiss-
ed her everywhere. I mind was losing control. But, it was ok. I wanted my 
heart and soul (not my mind) to be the ones to make love to this teenage 
goddess. It wasn't difficult to get my mind out of the way. I knew that she 
was already 18 and that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. My mind 
had absolutely nothing to worry about. I said goodbye to it and passed on 
the controls to my inner-most drives and desires.

I pulled down my muscle girl to the floor with me. I layed down, face up. 
She rotated around. She knelt on the floor with her knees just above my 
shoulders. She bent down and kissed my chest. She nibbled on my nipples. She 
caressed my stomach. My penis steadily recovered and it began to grow again. 
Aly saw it. She slid down my body, bringing her face to my crotch area. As 
she did so, her pussy arrived at my face as well. It was completely wet. Its 
fragrance drove me nuts. I became even more excited. I placed my lips on her 
clitoris and began to suck on it. I wanted to suck her juices out. I wanted 
to swallow them. I felt her powerful thighs rubbing against my face and head. 
I was in heaven.

Aly began to play with my pubic hairs. She twisted them around her fingers. 
>From that moment, I don't think my smile ever went away. I've been smiling 
since. She took my penis with one hand. She rubbed it up and down slightly 
with the tips of her fingers. I placed my arms around her strong thighs. That 
made me feel secure. I wanted to be completely engulfed by her -- by her 
smell, her taste, her feel, everything. I wanted to live in her. She grabbed 
my penis with both hands and pumped it before putting it in her mouth. She 
brought in the knob first. She tickled it with the tip of her tongue. She 
inserted it in further. When she had it all in, she sucked on it. I had never 
experienced anything quite like that before. My erection reached immense 
proportions. I started to spasm involuntarily. Aly took my member out of her 
mouth instantly. She turned around on the floor. She faced me. I knew what 
was coming next. I had waited for this moment for 8 years. I thanked the 
heavens up above.

The cd played,
"Midnight, on the water, / I saw the ocean's daughter, / Walking on a wave's 
chicane, / Staring as she called my name. / And I can't get it out of my 
head, / No I can't get it out of my head. / Now my old world is gone for 
dead, / 'Cos I can't get it out of my head . . ."

The 'Electric Light Orchestra' played 'Can't Get It Out Of My Head' as Aly 
took my throbbing penis in her hand and slowly introduced it into her wet 
pussy. My knob 'kissed' her pussy's lips. Any little bit of strength in my 
body left at that moment. She pushed it in more. I felt her crotch muscles 
nearing my own crotch area. With a sudden jolt, her pussy sucked in my penis. 
Her muscular body was twisting and and squirming in excitment. Mine was too. 
Her pussy tightened around my penis with a powerful force. She pumped me; she 
milked me. Aly moaned and squealed as she had another orgasm. Her vagina's 
strength nearly lifted me off the ground. At that moment, I understood what 
it was all about. The excitement was indescribable. My emotions were other-
worldly. My soul floated as it left my body. My semen exploded inside of Aly. 
It shot out of my penis with a force I had never before felt. Aly hugged me. 
I hugged her back. Aly placed her head on my shoulder as we continued to 
contract together, following the same rhythm. I wanted to stay connected to 
her forever. My penis had found its home. I placed my hands around her 
musclar arms. I could hear the New Year's fireworks in the distance. We were 
now in the year 2001. The 'real' new millenium had arrived. We closed our 
eyes and let our reality transform itself into beautiful dreams.

We lightly woke up during the night. We disconnected ourselves, hugged one 
another (with arms and legs), and went back to sleep. I placed my face 
against her neck and shoulder area. I wanted to sleep immersed in Aly.

I woke up that first morning of the year 2001. I opened my eyes just enough 
to catch a glimpse of Aly's neck. My cheek was resting on the lower-front 
part of her left shoulder as she lay face up. My lips rubbed against her 
perfectly round and firm breast. Her natural fragrance drove me crazy. I 
felt my penis becoming erect once again. The feel of her strong, full, firm 
left leg pressed against my penis was unbelievable. I tightened my own legs 
around her left leg. I enjoyed the feeling immensely. 

Aly and I had finally become one. After years of waiting, our lives were 
finally joined. Aly woke up at the feel of my fingers playing with her hair. 
I took out the necklace box from my pants' pocket. I took out the necklace 
and placed it around Aly's neck. Her eyes filled up with tears. She wanted to 
say something. But, now it was my turn to close her lips with my finger. I 
slid on top of her. We placed our hands against each other's (palm-to-palm). 
We interlocked our fingers. My chest laid on her big strong breasts. My 
stomach on top of her firm abs. My crotch pressed against her own crotch. Our 
pubic hairs mingled. I rubbed my feet against her calves. My dick hardened 
immediately. This time, we had nothing to hold us back. This time it wasn't a 
problem. It wouldn't be a problem ever again . . . ever again. Aly snuck her 
hand between us and took my penis. She smiled at me seductively. I brought my 
face down to her shoulder and upper chest. I kissed her body as she inserted 
my penis into her pussy again. Within seconds, we were both thrusting and 
throbbing. I shot my load of cum inside of her as she let out her juices 
with a tremendous orgasm too. We loved each other! We loved each other! We 
loved each other!


Epilogue:

Thank you for allowing me to bring my memories to you. I still remember 
things as if they happened just yesterday. But, it's been a while now. From 
where I write this, it's already the year 2020. I'm about to turn 46; Aly's 
about to turn 38; and our daughter, Stephanie, is about to turn 19. Stephanie 
has followed in her mother's love for muscle. I can only hope that one day 
my little pumpkin finds someone that appreciates and loves her as much as I 
appreciate and love her mom, Alyssa.

- To recall how it all got started, read parts 1 thru 5 of this story in The 
  Valkyrie's 'Miscellaneous 10 (Story Gallery)'. 
- Look for more stories (including Staphanie's) . . . coming soon.
- Feel free to e-mail me at FelixTonto77@aol.com with any comments and 
  suggestions.
- If you like my stories, please tell others to read them.
- You can listen to the SONGS in this story by purchasing the Electric Light 
  Orchestra's CD: 'ELO'S GREATEST HITS' by CBS Records. Also, you can have a 
  tiny taste of 'Strange Magic' by watching 'The Virgin Suicides' (starring 
  Kirsten Dunst).

THE END