The Personal Ad Intenseman I was reading the paper as I always do when I came to the personal ads. I was scanning the ads looking for my "dream woman", when I saw her ad. It read, "SWF 6'6" 24 years old. Looking for an athletic, mature male who is secure in himself. Must be romantic, passionate and not easily intimidated by a strong woman". My heart started pounding. Could this be the strong amazon fantasy woman of my dreams? I immediately picked up the phone and dialed the number. I entered her mailbox number and I got her recorded message. Her voice was incredible. It was very deep and rich. I left her a message asking for her to call me. My voice was shaking but I hoped she wouldn't notice it. That was on a Friday. I went out of town that weekend. When I got back in town I checked my answering machine not really expecting to get a message back from her. But it was there. The first message. She said her name was Michele and that she really liked my response to her ad. She gave me her home number and asked my to call her any evening after 6:00PM. It was too late to call that night so I waited until Monday night to call. I dialed the number but I was very nervous. It rang once and then she picked up the phone. Her voice sounded even deeper than I realized from her taped message. I gave her my name and she seemed happy to here from me. A little bit about me is in order I suppose. I am 36 years old. I am divorced. I was formerly a college football player. I am 6'1/2" and weigh 225lbs. So after the intial telephone greetings I asked her if she wanted to know any thing about me before I asked her out. She laughed and said yes. I said to ask me anything. What she asked me were two questions. The first one made sense. She asked me how tall I was. I didn't want to give her my exact height for fear she might not go out with me so I told her I was over 6' and under 6'6". She laughed and accepted that. Her next questioned floored me. She asked me how big I was. She told me that she was not only very tall but very large as well and needed a big man. I told her that I weighed 225lbs and was very muscular from lifting weights. She seemed satisfied. She asked me another questioned that really floored me. She asked me if I was intimidated by really strong women. Thinking she was speaking about her personality, I said that I prefer strong women (not telling her that I prefered strong women physically too - although I had never met a woman who was actually stronger than I was). She said that she couldn't wait to meet me and we set a date for the next night for dinner. She gave me directions to her apartment and we said our goodbyes. I was ecstatic! I kept wondering however what she might look like. Was she going to be really tall and really fat? She said she was large, what did she mean? I would have to wait until the next evening. I arrived at her apartment early. I had made reservations at a very nice restaurant. I had picked up a dozen roses and a very nice bottle of wine. I really wanted to impress Michelle. I went to her door and knocked. I was very nervous. She came to the door and let me in. Wow! She was really tall. Her head almost came up to the top of the door. I was disappointed to see her in a big baggy robe. She apoligized for not being ready but wanted to know what kind of clothes I prefered her to wear. I asked her what she meant. She said that her body was "different" and wanted to know if she should wear something baggy or something that might "show off" her body a little more. Trying to be a gentleman, I told her that either was fine. But I told her that she had a beautiful smile and eyes and that I was sure the rest of her was just as beautiful. She bent down and kissed me on the cheek and said that she liked my looks as well. So far, so good. Then she asked me if I minded if she wore heels. I told her absolutely not. She smiled again and told me she would be ready in about 30 minutes and to make myself comfortable. As I sat there waiting my heart was pounding. I could tell she was not fat by the shape of her face. But what did she mean when she said her body was "different". Finally, I heard her call out my name from the back and asked me to step into the hall and prepare myself. I said I was ready, but I was not ready for what I was about to see. She ducked through the doorway into the hall and because she had put on 5" heels. I naturally looked down to check out her heels and started moving my eyes upward. I was amazed. Her calves were so large. I had never seen calves that large on anyone in my life. They must have been over 20" and muscular. She had on a fairly short skirt and my gaze went to her thighs. They were also very huge and muscular. Next I moved my gaze to her abs. She had on a tank top with a jacket. But I could clearly see her abs. They were rock hard and cut. I know my mouth must have dropped open because she asked,am I dressed alright? I said yes as I stammered. She said, "I am so sorry. I should have told you." I said, "told me what?" She said, "I should have told you about my body. It is so huge and ugly." I said, "No its not. Not at all. I am just surprised. You look great! Really you do!" She gave me a big smile and said that she wanted to take off her jacket then and show me the rest of her. I realized that I had not really seen her upper body. Wow! She slowly removed her jacked and again I am sure my jaw dropped. Her shoulders were capped with rock hard muscle. She had arms that made my 18" arms look puny. Then I noticed her breasts. They were huge. They must of been DD cup sized set up on top of an otherwise muscular chest. What a woman I had found. Again she said, "What do you think of the rest of me?" I said, "You are the most beautiful woman I had ever seen." She said, "You are not intimidated by my size, height, muscles?" I said, "Honestly, you are my fantasy. I didn't think a woman like you really existed." Again she bent down and kissed my cheek. Then I noticed her eyes glance down to my crotch. She gave me a big smile when she noticed that I was very excited. "Is that because if me?," she said. "Yes indeed", I said. She was very pleased I could tell. She said she was so glad to meet a man who was not intimidated about her size but also seem like a nice caring normal "marriage-type" man. So we left for the restaurant. She had a hard time fitting into my Expedition. When we arrived at the restaurant I opened her door for her and again was amazed at the woman holding my hand. She was so tall, so muscular. How did she get this way? I wanted to know but didn't want to seem intrusive. Dinner went great. We had such an easy time conversing. We agreed on every subject. Politics, religion, you name it. We were really hitting it off. Then out of the blue she said, "Lou, you are the first man that I have ever been out with that not only wasn't intimidated by me but not weird about what I looked like either." I asked what she meant. She said that most men wanted to know how strong she was, how big her muscles were and that sort of thing. I thought to myself that I was glad I hadn't asked those questions. Then she asked me, "Remember when I asked you on the phone how you felt about a really strong woman?" I said, "yes". She said, "I bet you thought I was talking about mental strength. I am very mentally strong. But Lou, I was actually talking about physical strength." She got very quiet. I asked her, "what are you thinking?" She said, "Is it alright with you if I am very strong physically?" I said, "Sure. But do you mind if I ask you a question" She nodded yes. I asked, "are you as strong as she looked?" She laughed out loud and said she loved my sense of humor. Then she began to tell me things that seem very hard to believe. She said, "Hon, I am a freak of nature. I am 6'6" and weigh 325lbs. Last time I was tested I had 3% bodyfat." I said, "You don't look like you weigh that much." She said, "Muscle is a lot heavier than fat." I smiled. Then she asked me if I wanted to know how strong she was? I nodded yes. She looked apprehensive and said that she really liked me so much but that I had to know the truth if I were going to ever get into a deep relationship. She said, "Here goes. I lifted in the gym last night. I was doing chest, shoulders and quads. How much can you bench, Lou?" I said that when I played football I could bench 425lbs. She smiled and said that I was very strong for a man. I said can you bench more than that? She shyly nodded yes. My heart was pounding. She slid her hand under that table to check out my excitement. She felt what she was looking for and said, "Yes! I have finally found a wonderful man who will love me for who I am." "How much can you bench?", I asked. She smiled and asked me if I really wanted to know? I said sure. She looked shyly again and said I would never believe her. I asked her why? She said because her lifts would shatter all world records. I said woman's world records? She said ALL records! Please tell me I said! She smiled and said, "1200lbs" I said, "No way!" She said, "For 15 reps." My heart was pounding. She could tell that I was very aroused. I told her she was the woman of my dreams. She said I was the man of her dreams! As we were leaving the restaurant she asked me, "Do you want me to prove it?" I said that she didn't have to. She said she knew that but that it might be some fun foreplay. She gave me a wicked smile and asked if she could drive. I said sure and the next thing I knew we were at a hard core gym that was closed. She said she had the key and took me by the hand. She gave me a wink and said are you ready? She then picked me up one handed and kissed me passionately and carried me into the gym. . . I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I was being held and kissed in the arms of a 6'6" 325lb goddess. She was so beautiful and I was about to learn so strong. She put me down and she unlocked the door to the gym and we entered. She went to the small store and picked out a tank top and a pair of shorts and handed them to me. I asked, "What's this?" She said, "These are for you to wear. I have my clothes in my locker in back. Go change and meet me out here." It was dark in the gym. She turned on the lights and she entered the woman's locker room. I looked around and notice this wasn't your pretty boys gym. It was a hardcore gym with lots of free weights and a boxing ring, heavy bags, etc. I went into the men's room to change. My heart was pounding. Was she really as strong as she said? Could she really bench 1200lbs for 15 reps? She had to be teasing.I must of been standing there daydreaming about her for several minutes because I heard some clanging in the main part of the gym. I quickly put on the clothes Michele had gotten me. I entered the gym and there she was. Oh my gosh. She was truly a sight. She was wearing a tank top and biker shorts. In the bright lights of the gym I realized just how muscular and hard she look. She had loaded the bar with what I thought were 4 45lb plates on each side. I thought my gosh, is she going to warm up with 405lbs? She wink at me and came over and took me by the hand. I noticed the size of here hand for the first time. It was huge. Her nails were manicured and painted red but if I put both of my hands in her one hand, her hand may still have been larger. I must have been gawking at her and she spoke and said, "Lou? Are you alright?" I said, "Yes. You are just so beautiful and so muscular." "Is that alright that I am so muscular?" she asked. I assured her it was. Again she gazed down to my crotch and gave me a big wink. She asked, "What turns you on more? My height, my big muscles, or my strength?" I said, "You are a total package. You are my fantasy. I love your height, your muscles. But I have always fantasized about meeting a woman who was alot stronger than I am." She gave me a big smile and then said, "So it is my strength you want to see you cute man. Well get ready for a show." My heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest. I asked, "Are you really going to warm up with 405lbs?" She laughed. "You silly man", she said, "that's not 405lbs, thats 900lbs. The plates weigh 100lbs a piece and the bar weighs 100lbs. So my sweet man. Do you think I can lift that much weight?" I was feeling dizzy and sat down. I looked at her and nodded yes. She positioned herself on the bench. She looked up at me and said, "I told you this would be good foreplay." She placed her hands and the bar and lifted up. She slowly lowered the bar to her chest and rested it there. Then she slowly pressed it back up. She did this for 25 reps. She racked the bar and slowly rose from the bench.She pulled out her gym bag and placed her 5" heels back on her feet. She was blowing my mind. She stood up and walked sexily over to me. She took my hand and pulled me up. My eyes were level with her breast. Oh what breast they were. They stood straight out from her chest and she was not wearing any support. She brought my hands up to them and told me it would please her if I touched them. They were the only thing soft on her body. As soon as I touched them her nibbles hardened and grew over an inch. She moaned. She placed her hands on my butt and slowly lifted my to her mouth. There I dangled almost a foot off the ground, in the arms of the most beautiful, most muscular, and strongest woman and maybe person in the world. She was breathing hard but put me down. She said, "I think you would like to see more." So she walked over to the bar and added another 6 100lb plates on each side of the bar. She said she would have placed more on the bar but that was all it would hold. I thought to myself, Is she really going to bench 2100lbs? She asked me if I was turned on by her strength and I nodded yes. She layed down on the bench and slowly did 25 more reps of this incredible weight. My jaw must have been on the floor. She got up and slowly walked over and took me to a table and we sat down. She said, "What do you think of my strength?" I said, "I thought you said you could bench press 1200lbs for 15 reps?" She smiled and said yes. She said, "I didn't say that was all I could lift though." She said, "I really don't know how strong I am really. I can lift that amount in every lift. Squats, military press, curls. I told you I was a freek of nature. Are you sure that is alright with you?" "Of course it is Michele. I just never dreamed I could find someone like you." I said. She said, "Lou, you are my dream man. You are so sweet, so funny, so excitable. Do you want to know how big my muscles are?" "Yes!" I said. She reached in a drawer and pulled out a tape measure and asked me to help measure. We first did her chest, 75" normal and 90" flexed. (gulp) Next her biceps, 24" unflexed 28" flexed. My hands started shaking at this point and she asked me what was wrong? I said that she just was so amazingly beautiful. She bent down and kissed me deeply and passionately. We continued measuring. Her forearms measured 20" and her calves 28". She kissed me deeply and picked me up like I was a baby and whispered sexy words in my ear.She put me down and I looked over at the heavy bag and asked her if she ever did any boxing. She laughed again. "Lou, I own this gym. I teach men how to fight. I have black belts in 6 forms of martial arts but with my strength, I really don't need to use my fighting knowledge. Most men are intimidated to mix it up with me anyway. Would you want to fight me?" She smiled and winked as she asked me that question. I said, "No way! Although it would be fun to wrestle with you" She took me by the hand and told me she had some more surprises for me. She told me to get dressed and meet her back out here and we would go to her place for some fun. . .To be continued. . .