Two girls, both in Arizona State University in Tempe, both in 2001. I was only there for a year as an exchange student from the U.K., but although the US does seem to be becoming too familiar and unimpressed with the British accent all the time, back in 2001 it was still a thing and I took advantage of it. I mean seriously, I’m no oil painting but I had my pick of the women for a few months, and dated some real beauties, including these two.
Girl one was called Marie-Eve, and she was from Quebec. She was staggeringly beautiful; about 70% Penelope Cruz and 30% Natalie Imbruglia. Maybe 5’4” tall, compact, firm little body on her and generally quite a smooth, firm body in general. She didn’t look muscular at all. Only when she sat on your lap did she feel about 20lbs heavier than she looked, and that was the muscle she carried.
Long story short, Marie-Eve was the French Canadian/Quebecian (it was one of the two) High School arm wrestling champion. This was maybe 2 or 3 years after she had won that title when I met her. She wasn’t Sarah Backman and she didn’t have huge arms and no she didn’t arm wrestle me or nothing, but she was a very strong girl indeed. For her size anyway.
I’ve got to say that even though I was a muscle fan by then, and how!, and believe me I adored this girl’s strength, I liked her entire body. Her boobs were sensational ha. Most beautiful girl I’ve ever got with. For the record, I did ask her to flex for me (a few times), the biceps were big and thick and really solid, but not exactly peaked - just dense. I did ask her if they ever came in handy in a fight or flight situation, and she said she knocked a rude man who was harassing her in a bar out cold with two punches. Same hand (her right). The first one stunned him and as he was refocusing she clocked him again and turned his lights out. That was in her armwrestling days though, at her strongest.
The second girl, also ASU, was never a girlfriend to be completely truthful but I’ve got to say I was infatuated with her. She was called Evie, and I met her when walking back from a party in ASU.
I’m just walking back from a party by Sun Devil Stadium back to my dorm in Cholla Hall, when I see two women walking ahead of me, slowly, in the same direction, and I’m catching up with them. One girl is small and shapely, with good legs, and the other girl, from the back, is well over 6ft, broad, wide, wearing awful dungarees, but you can she her back (big, thick, strong, no bra), and the Brits have a saying - she’s a bit of a chassis. I say hello as I catch up and both say hi to me and we start chatting as we’re all walking back to Cholla anyway. I actually am initially drawn to the shorter girl, Agnes, because it turns out she’s really cute and her legs have some decent thighs too. She works out, but once or twice a week tops, mainly cardio.
I don’t really even pay a lot of attention to Evie as she’s not particularly pretty at all. She’s plain at best, and she’s also quite shy and it came across as aloof. However the one rule about women I remember is that if you do ever get chatting to to one hot girl and one not hot girl, you cannot ignore the less hot one, because this will upset the hot girl. It’s like a rule I’ve learned. So I decide I’m going to chat to Evie as well. So I do.
As soon as I paid proper attention to her my muscle radar is absolutely overwhelming. I can feel myself getting a boner and I don’t know why exactly, but I most certainly am, and it’s because of this big unit called Evie. Evie’s upper body is so big, so thick, so broad that she’s unmistakably built like an outhouse, but the thing that’s making my muscle radar go off like nobodies business is the breadth of her chest. Her chest is gigantic, and I remember the view from the back (no bra), and it dawns on me that this tall, very thick and broad girl is not wearing a bra, is ONLY wearing dungarees (nothing underneath), is nearly boobless, and what she does have for boobs just aren’t moving when she walks. Christ, she’s solid muscle. I’m infatuated there and then.
My first action is to ask Agnes how strong Evie is (the way I figure it you don’t embarrass Evie my asking her direct in front of her hotter friend, you ask the hotter friend to validate Evie. Also by asking about the strength and rather the muscle, it’s less awkward for Evie). Of course Agnes, without missing a beat, is all like “dude you have no idea” and then before long they’re both telling me about how strong she is, how much weight she lifts and how often, etc.
Turns out Evie actually had a peculiar eating disorder, where her body had an insatiable appetite and she just HAD to eat all the time. A lot of Evie was thick and juicy if you know what I mean, she wasn’t ripped at all. When she was younger she ate and ate and got fat, but a doctor suggested that she lifted weights as well. Eat all the food you want Evie but I also recommend lifting weights to help stave off the obesity. And that’s what she did for a decade. I was looking at the results.
Back at their dorm in Cholla I was absolutely enthralled by the strength of Evie. I had her flex her biceps (massive arms, but not ripped at all), I had her flex her calves (massive, and yeah these were fairly cut), her thighs, her abs (hard abs, but a sponge layer on top), and asked her how strong she was. “Oh I’m really strong” was Evie’s answer but by now that’s not good enough and I go back to Agnes. How strong is she Agnes?
“Evie lift him up by the armpits” said Agnes. And that’s what she did. Hands under my armpits and then lifted me, easily, two foot off the ground strict. She put me down, hands under the pits again, bent her knees, straightened her arms, and just stood up and there I was, 4 feet off the ground being held up by this big, big girl. Really strong, until I joined Crossfit a decade or so later back in England, I’d never seen strength like it. I should also say that there were some crazy strong girls in my Crossfit but none with Evie’s strength. She wasn’t even trying with me.
After that, Evie went to bed, I stayed up and chatted with Agnes for a while (didn’t get anywhere with her lol), she went to bed and called out night to Evie (they had their own bedrooms in a 2 bed dorm), and I thought I would go say goodnight to Evie so went in the room. She was sat at her desk on the laptop just surfing the net, and was still in her dungarees. I stood behind her and kinda just knew that I could get a little tactile with her so I kinda just softly “massaged” her shoulders, neck and traps. I also knew that at this stage she knew I liked her big frame so there was no awkwardness. As I was massaging her shoulders I could see down the front of her dungarees and could basically see her stomach and everything before that.
I can’t remember what exactly I said but it was along the lines of “am I going to be in trouble if I massage those as well?” and she just kinda smiled and dared me to, and so I did, and spent the next 15-20 minutes standing there massaging this big, thick powerful chest (and she was actually more boob than I thought, but still, huge pecs on this girl) and made out with her. Never got any further than that though with her.
(NB: Marie-Eve and Evie are their real names, however Evie is the nickname as she is easily googled. She was actually more commonly known by her actual name).