My High School Sweetheart By Intenseman Disclaimer: The following story contains adult material not suitable for children under 18 years of age. I met Bonnie the first semester of my senior year of high school. I was the star quarterback on the football team. One particular day I was in gym class with one of my coaches. He decided to give our class a pull-up test. He told us that in order to receive an "A", we would only have to do as many pull-ups as Bonnie Smith. Bonnie was a sophomore gymnast and cheerleader. I had seen her around school. She was very cute. She had blond hair and blue eyes. She came into our class with her gymnastic suit on. She was about 5'0" tall and weighed maybe 90lbs. Although she was petite, she was all muscle. She jumped up to the pull-up bar and proceeded to do 50 pull-ups. All the guys in the class couldn't believe that a "girl" could do so many pull-ups. We also protested about having to do 50 pull-ups to get an "A". So the coach agreed to let up do as many pull-ups as Bonnie could do with one arm. We were all convinced that she could probably do very little with just one arm. To all of our amazement she proceeded to do 25 one-armed pull-ups. I have to admit I was impressed. This Bonnie was strong. I liked strong woman! After class I was walking out to my next class when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Bonnie. "How did you do?" she asked. "Do?" I said. "On your pull-up tests?" she said. "I got a "B". I could only do 20," I said as I blushed. "That's pretty good for a guy your size. You are alot bigger than I am," she said with a warm smile. "Thanks. I guess I do weigh at least twice what you do," I said. "I don't know about that. I weigh alot more than most people think. Its because I am so muscular I think," she said. "I weigh 225lbs," I said. "You weigh 100lbs more than I do," she said. "Wow. You do weigh more than I would guess. But you are incredibly muscular," I said. "Does that gross you out. Alot of guys seem to get grossed out by my body," she said. "Not at all! I love really athletic girls," I said. "You do? That's great. Both my mom and my dad were very athletic. My sister and I have inherited good genes I guess," she said. "Isn't you sister on the woman's basketball team?" I asked. "Yes. . .I wish I had here height. She is my mom's height," she said. "She's about 6'2" isn't she?" I asked. "Exactly. My dad is 6'6". He was a world champion powerlifter," she said. "Wow. That must be where you get your strength," I said. "I guess. . .I have never lifted weights. I have been doing gymnastics since I was 4 though," she said. "Well you are definitely good at gymnastics!" I said. "Thanks. I am glad you noticed. I have had a crush on you since the first time I saw you last year," she said. "You have?" Wow. . .that's neat," I said. "I know that you would probably never go out with a sophomore, would you," she said. "Sure I would. Would you like to go out this Friday?" I asked. "YES!!!!!!" she said. I laughed and we set a time for me to pick her up. Friday night came and I drove to her house. I rang the bell and her mother answered the door. This woman was incredibly huge. She was 6'2" and must have weighed 200lbs. She had very large muscular legs. I introduced myself. She was very pleasant. She called Bonnie downstairs. We went out that night. That's how our relationship began. We hit it off wonderfully. Although she was 2 years younger, she was very mature. She would cheer at my games and I would cheer at her gymnastic meets. We were both old fashion as far as sex. We were into heavy petting. . .kissing and touching but we never made love. I did share some of my fantasies with her. . .fantasies that I had never shared with anyone. Fantasies about being with a woman who was much stronger than I was. Bonnie fulfilled many of those fantasies. She was incredibly strong for her size. But she wasn't stronger than I was. In fact she was not very close. The end of the year came and I graduated from High School. I was hoping for a football scholarship to college but because I was only 6'0" and only weighed 225lbs I didn't receive any. So I decided to go to UVA. Bonnie and I spent the summer together. Toward the end of the summer I thought it would be best to break things off between us. I told her it would be best for both of us. She would be a junior and needed to be free to date who she pleased. She thought I was breaking up with her because she didn't match up to my ultimate fantasy woman. . .a woman who was much bigger and stronger than I was. I was beginning to regret telling her about my fantasies. I assured her that wasn't the reason. . .although it did have alittle to do with it. She cried and cried and cried. I felt so badly but still felt it was for the best. Once at college, I began looking for my ultimate fantasy woman. I began to find that she probably didn't exist. It was very different at college. I had been a big fish in a little pond in high school and now I was a little fish in a big pond. Mid-way through my freshman year my parents moved to another city. That meant I probably wouldn't see Bonnie over the summer. She continued to write me and I would write her every now and then. One letter caught my eye. She wrote that she had gone through a tremendous growth spurt. It had affected her gymnastics so she decided to quit and she started lifting weights. The thought of Bonnie lifting weights did turn me on. However, I soon forgot about her. The summer came and went. Bonnie and I were never able to connect. I dated several women my sophomore year of college. All of them were athletic. . .but none of them met my criteria. The letters from Bonnie were getting very infrequent. She did hint that she was lifting all the time. I assumed this was to peak my interest and get me to call her. I was too busy with my studies though. Already another summer had come and gone and I hadn't seen Bonnie in almost two years. Toward the end of this summer, I decided to call Bonnie. I dialed her number and her mother answered. She seemed excited to talk with me. She said that Bonnie would be thrilled that I called. She informed me that Bonnie had never gone out with another guy since we broke up. I found that hard to believe. . .almost alittle strange. She informed me that Bonnie was working at a sports camp but that she would be attending UVA in the fall. I had mixed feelings. I was somewhat excited to see Bonnie again at the same time I was alittle concerned that she had not dated since we broke up. Had she gotten fat? What possible reason could there be for her not to date for 2 years? Fall came and I went back to school. I was walking up campus my first day when I saw the most incredible woman I had ever seen in my life. She was coming out of the student center. At least I think it was a woman. I was about 100 yards away. She was incredibly tall and incredibly muscular. . . at least what I could see of her. There was a large crowd of students between me and this woman. I ran up the hill to catch a closer glimpse of this woman but I lost her. I couldn't stop thinking about this woman. She looked so huge and muscular. I called my best friend Jeff. He knew about my fantasy woman. He was excited. He had just seen her earlier that day himself. He had asked someone about her and found out that she was attending on a dual sports scholarship. . .track and field and basketball. As soon as I hung up the phone with Jeff, my phone rang. "Hello?" I said. "Greg?" the voice said. What a voice. Whoever it was on the other end had the deepest, sexiet voice I had ever heard. "Yes?" I said. "It's Bonnie," she said. "Bonnie! How are you?" I said. "I am great. Mom told me you called a few weeks ago. I so sorry I wasn't home to get your call. I have been longing to talk to you for 2 years," she said. I was excited to hear from her but also alittle disappointed. . .especially now that there was this mystery woman on campus. I had to find out who she was. I thought that Bonnie would mess this up. So I did a stupid thing. I acted cold to Bonnie. She seemed alittle disturbed by my attitude but she was very persistant. She insisted that we get together. So I agreed to meet her the next day at the campus grill. In the meantime I decided I would roam the campus around the sports dorm and see if I could spot my mystery fantasy woman. No such luck. The next day I went to the campus grill to meet Bonnie. I went alittle early in hopes of seeing this woman. Again. . .no such luck. Then it happened. Just when I was supposed to meet Bonnie, my mystery woman came through the door. She was even larger up close. She had to duck to get through the door. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants. My heart was pounding. Then I realized that she looked right at me and smiled. Oh my gosh I thought. She noticed me. But what would I do about Bonnie, I thought. She came over to me and I stood. The top of my head came up to her shoulder. "Greg. It is so go to see you again!" she said. "See me again?" I said confused at her speaking to me. "Its me silly. . .Bonnie," she said. "Bonnie? You are kidding me. . .you can't be Bonnie. Bonnie is only 5'0" tall and barely weighs 100lbs," I said. "Silly Greg. You haven't seen me in 2 years. I wrote you in my letters about my growth spurt. I grew 20" in those 2 years. I knew I wouldn't be a gymnast at this height. I also knew about your fantasy woman. So I started lifting weights 6 days a week, 4 hours a day," she said. "But. . .but. . .Bonnie. . .you were so. . .little. . .now you are huge," I said. "Yes I am. I am very huge. Wait until you see me naked cutie," she said. "Naked?" I asked. "Yes. . .let's go back to my dorm and get reaquainted," she said. She took me by the hand and led me to her dorm. I couldn't stop staring at her. She was absolutely enormous. We enter her dorm room and it was incredibly nice. I looked surprise and she informed me that students with dual athletic scholarships got nice suites to themself. She told me to have a seat on the couch and she would change into something more confortable. My heart was pounding. She came out a few minutes later wearing 4" heels, a tank top and a tight mini skirt. "Before you stands the woman of your fantasies. I am 6'8" tall. I weigh 295lbs. I am stronger than your wildest imaginations. What is the most you have ever benched, honey?" she asked. "350lbs. . ." I stammered. "You cute little thing. I have benched over 900lbs. . .for reps," she said. "You are kidding. . "I said. "I never kid sweetheart," she said. She walked over to me and stood in front of me. She had her hands on her hips. She placed her hands under my armpits and lifted me into her arms. She carried me to her bed and laid my gently on it. Then she placed one hand on my chest and told me to try and move. I started to struggle. I couldn't move. I was completely immobilized by just one of her large beautiful hands. She let me go and began to undress. "I am 64FFF-25-40. I have 32" biceps, a 22" neck, 22" forearms, 42" quads and 22" calves and that's with 2% bodyfat. You are about to be overpowered by the woman of your dreams. Sit back and enjoy," she said. She came over to me and placed her hand on my chest. Again I couldn't move. As she held me down with one hand she lowered her head to my throbbing penis. She took the whole thing into her mouth. Her mouth was hot. She began sucking on me like I have never been sucked on before. The feeling of being held in place by her incredibly strong body and sucked at the same time was incredible. I exploded in her mouth. She sucked me dry. She removed her panties and before me was her wet, swollen, pink clit. It protruded out her of pussy and I could see it throbbing. "SUCK ON IT!!!" she commanded. I immediately obeyed her. The sight of this incredibly strong muscular woman panting was too much. In a matter of moments I was hard again. She came in just a few seconds. We spent the rest of the night making incredible love to each other. After we were through she asked me if I would like to watch her lift. I said YES! But that's another story. Please send any comments to intenseman@hotmail.com