Divya Pt 04 Love Hurts

I pulled into the parking lot. The restaurant was packed and the only available parking space was way near the back, squeezed between a pickup truck and a minivan. My current car was larger than my old one, and parking without scraping another car took me a few tries to get right.

I hopped out and made my way to the restaurant, a bouquet of roses in hand. I was dressed in a tailored suit. It was a special occasion.

Inside the restaurant I spoke to the hostess and she pointed me to the table I'd reserved. I sat and ordered a bottle of wine and two glasses. I wasn't a fan of the stuff, but my date liked it and today was, if I was earnest with myself, more about her than it was about me.

I had told her to meet me at 6:30, and it was only 6:10. I settled in and waited, thinking about my day.

I worked an office job now, having finished my degree the year prior. I'd been lucky to find a decent entry level position at a company in the same city I had studied in. The job was fairly dull, but that was good for me. I could switch off at work and save my mental energy for outside work hours.

And oh boy did I need it.

I'd moved into a nice little apartment not far out of the city, 2 bedrooms with all the regular amenities. But I only slept there about half the time. The rest of the time I would be out with my girlfriend. Sometimes just on a date. Sometimes staying at her place. Sometimes engaging in... less vanilla activities.

It was the latter which was exhausting me. It seemed that the longer we were together the wilder the things she wanted to do. Threesomes had become fairly regular for us, occurring perhaps once every 2-3 weeks. Sex in public or outdoor places was almost every day we were together. I had thought myself to have a high sex drive, but it was nothing compared to hers. She would come see me on my break at work to ride me for the entirety of it. I had begun to wonder if it was possible to have too much of a good thing.

But I had to catch myself with this line of thought. Things were going really well right now. It had been over three years since Divya had announced her intention to go back to India. It had been exactly three years I'd been in an official relationship. Tonight was a special night, I had a gift for my now long term girlfriend, kinda a next step forward. I nervously patted my pocket to see that the small item was indeed still there.

The restaurant door opened and a gorgeous woman walked in. More than a few heads turned.

She wore a shimmering crimson dress with a slice up the side to show an enticing section of smooth thigh as she walked. Her hair was straight and black and fell like a waterfall past her shoulders, enhanced with a thick braid around the back of her head. She had a heart shaped face with flawless tan skin, full lips coloured to match her dress and dark, almond shaped eyes that sparkled with vivacity. Her dress was cut low and revealed just a hint of cleavage from the slightly above average sized, but perky and firm, breasts beneath.

She spoke to the hostess briefly, who turned and pointed. She then made her way over to me. I hurried to get up and get her chair for her. She smiled.

"Happy anniversary darling." Her posh British accent and smooth, almost sultry voice sent a small shiver down my spine. Somehow even after three years Valerie still had that effect on me.

I gave her the bouquet.

"You look utterly entrancing hun," I said.

We both sat. The waiter was with us almost immediately and we ordered our food.

"So how was the the Bursly Concert?" I asked, referring to the recent event Valerie had attended, where she had been an opening act for the popular artist Alfred Bursly. The event had been on the other side of the country, so I hadn't attended, due to work.

"Oh it was just lovely darling. I missed you there, but the people loved me! I think it was my biggest performance yet, though Jackleworth was close. But my manager had three different agents contact him immediately afterward. It's happening Sam! This is my big break!"

Her excitement was palpable and infectious. I took her hand across the table.

"I'm so happy for you. You deserve this. You've worked so hard."

She smiled brilliantly to me.

"What about yourself darling? How has work been?"

I shrugged. "Nothing exciting. Just kinda... chugging along. Had to pick up some new knowledge about a programming language I'm not very familiar with, but that's kinda dull talk for the dinner table."

We started talking about other things. Just small talk. New episodes of a show we were watching together. The ugly relationship of some mutual friends of ours that was falling apart. A new guitar Valerie was going to use money from the concert to buy.

Eventually we finished dinner and I worked up the courage to ask the big question. Our desserts arrived.

"Hey, Val... I was wondering something..."

She raised an eyebrow as she scooped ice cream into her mouth. "Oh? What's that darling?"

I lifted the key out of my pocket and placed it on the table.

"Would you... ahhh... would you like to move in with me?"

Silence.

Valerie looked at me like a deer caught in headlights. I felt my cheeks flush and I looked down at my food, embarrassed. But before I could tell her not to worry about it, she replied.

"That's really sweet darling. Come with me, I have something for you too."

And she got up, then took me by the hand. We made our way across the restaurant to the bathrooms. Valerie looked around to see if anyone was watching and then pushed open the disabled bathroom door, and locked it behind us. Immediately afterward she was upon me, her hands grasping my neck and shoulder and her lips interlocked with my own. I picked her up and lifted her onto my crotch, and she wrapped her legs around me.

We released each other a moment later and started ripping our clothes off. I undid my belt and unbuttoned my shirt and pants. Valerie hiked her dress up and wriggled her panties off.

Her huge cock flopped down to hang by her thigh. She was already semi-erect, with the beast being near as girthy as my forearm and long enough to be grazing her kneecap. She picked it up and started stroking herself. She rapidly inflated to full mast, with the most noticeable difference being the swollen size of her glans. Valerie was a big girl in terms of endowment, one of the biggest I'd ever seen, and well above most other futa women in size. She was so big it was almost impossible for her to perform penetration, the closest we could manage was her getting a good six or so inches down my throat, and even that cut off my ability to breath and I could only maintain it for a short time before passing out.

Valerie pointed herself at me and pumped her cock hard. I knew what she was doing, it was one of my favorite things she could do, and it drove me wild every time. I took one of her large testicles and breasts in each hand and put my mouth to her bulging cock-head, licking and sucking it. Valerie moaned. I pushed my tongue beneath the fold of her foreskin to rub along the swollen rim of her helmet.

It wasn't long before she was ready to cum. I tasted filmy precum starting to leak into my mouth, she started saying "oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck" over and over. She took her massive penis out of my mouth and put her own lips over the tip. Her balls clenched as cum exploded into her mouth. She made a choking sound but took the whole huge load like a champ. She kept pumping hard and fast while she came, determined to wring every last drop of hot ejaculate out of herself. She allowed a good amount of the cum to escape and slide down her long shaft however.

When she was done, she opened her mouth and showed me the mouthful of cum she'd kept, rolling it around and letting it slide down her tongue before swallowing. I bit my lip.

Now the main event. I pulled my hard cock out, I was achingly erect. This was one of the most incredible things Val was able to do to me and I relished it whenever she did it.

She massaged my erection for a moment, smiling. "Mmmm somebody's excited." Then she took her fat cum-coated penis, now somewhat soft and malleable, and placed my own cock on top of her girthy base. She was easily twice my thickness and many more times my length. But I felt no jealousy or competitiveness, just a burning need.

She then started to wind her huge cock around mine, wrapping me in herself like a snake coiling around its prey. She had to grip herself very tightly so the slimy monster cock wouldn't slip.

She wound herself around me twice with a little extra leftover. I marveled at the size of her penis to be able to do something like is. Then I started fucking the huge cock.

Val kept her hands firmly in place, and I reached down and took handfuls of coiled, slimy girl-cock to assist. I leaned forward and put my lips to Valerie's while I pushed in and out of her cock-tunnel. She started to stiffen after a little while and the girthy penis slowly unwound itself. As it slipped away from my cock Valerie lifted it and put her leg up against my waist. I eagerly acquiesced and gripped her firm ass and put my achingly hard cock into her tight little pussy. I fucked her to completion while she furiously pulled on her own colossal erection. It was only a couple minutes before I exploded inside of her.

We stood, panting, for a short while. Her huge penis rested against my chest and poked up into the bottom of my jaw, gently pressing into me with each heavy breath.

After a moment we collected ourselves and cleaned ourselves off. Valerie worked her magic, sliding her huge monster penis under her dress and leaving no outward evidence of its existence.

Our desserts had melted, so we ordered more and laughed and talked as we ate them. As she was finishing the last few scoops of ice cream, I asked her again.

"Val, sweetheart, you never answered my question."

"Oh? Which question was that darling?"

"C'mon... you know what I'm talking about," I pushed.

She sighed and put her spoon down.

"That's just... it's a big step, Sam."

"It's been three years. Kinda feels like the time for big steps."

"Why? We don't need to live together to have a happy relationship."

My eyes widened in shock. "Wait, what? That sounds like you're saying we're never going to move in together."

She put her hand to her forehead and started kneading it with her fingers.

"No... well, I don't know Sam. I'm not ready for this right now. My career is finally taking off, this is really bad timing."

"I'm not asking you to marry me. I'm not asking you to stop traveling for concerts and gigs. I'm just saying, when you're in town, you don't have to stay in a hotel, you can just come home."

"Sam. I just told you I'm not ready. Don't pressure me."

I groaned in frustration. "I'm not pressuring you Val."

"Yes you ARE." She smacked the table with her hand for emphasis. For a moment we sat, glaring at each other. Then Valerie stood and collected her bag.

"I can't do this right now."

And she left.

Frustrated, I sat and stared into space for a while before collecting my things, paying, and leaving too.

TWO DAYS LATER

First day of the weekend. I slept in till late and woke up ready for a lazy day. Work had been dreary and my argument with Valerie had left me in a generally sour mood. I was determined to stay inside watching tv, playing games and eating takeout. Self care right?

But it was not meant to be, because shortly after waking I saw my phone buzz. It was Valerie.

"Hey hun," I said after picking up.

"Hello darling, are you free this afternoon?"

"Uh... sure. What do you have in mind?"

"I was thinking maybe we could go see the mudracing just outside town. I've never been before, but a friend gave me free admission for two. Care to be my plus one, baby?"

It looked like she wasn't interested in talking about our fight, and I wasn't keen to rehash it either.

"That sounds great. What time do I pick you up?"

"Hmm, maybe 4:30."

"Great, I'll see you then."

"Goodbye darling."

I still had my morning to myself, and I spent it exactly as intended; lazing about playing games and watching tv. I jacked off a couple times in between as well, using some of the videos I had saved of Valerie showing off her giant cock. In particular she indulged me by sending size comparisons of her putting her thick penis next to soda cans and the like. The soda can was almost as thick as her, but in length she utterly dwarfed it. The 12 inch ruler she lay atop it was closer, touching just near the base of her glans.

A familiar thought appeared, unbidden, in the back of my mind. I dismissed it while I sat pulling my hard cock looking at that video of Valerie.

But it came back. Again and again I tried to focus on Valerie's enormous penis. Again and again my mind wandered to a different cock.

Eventually I gave in and opened a hidden folder on my phone. I felt a surge of guilt as I opened the sole video that occupied the space.

The camera panned down over a tall, brown woman laying on her stomach on my old dormitory bed. Her huge ass pushed up into the air like a pair of jiggly melons. She turned and looked over her shoulder at the camera, and a genuine, stunningly beautiful smile spread across her face. She lowered her eyes into a sultry expression and rolled casually over, bringing her massive breasts into view, and between them, the largest penis I had ever seen in my life. A monstrous length of flaccid meat with a thick, rounded base as wide around as my thigh, which tapered out into a cock-head near as big as an actual head, which sat heavily upon her upper chest, just below her neck. She could easily have leaned down and kissed the gigantic glans.

I dearly missed Divya and her mega-cock. It was only a short video, and she didn't do more than squeeze her breast and casually stroke her cock a couple times before it ended, but it was more than enough for me to finish to.

I wondered what had happened to Div. The day she left she had stayed true to her word and cut herself off completely. She deleted her social media accounts and changed her number. I had tried to find her a few times over the years but never discovered more than a few traces of her presence online. I could probably have dug deeper, but Div had wanted to cut contact, and I ultimately chose to respect her wishes.

I forcibly moved my mind to other things. I had indulged in my wonderings about Divya long enough, and every time I did so, it felt like a betrayal of Valerie. Things had been a little rough recently, but she did not deserve a boyfriend who pined after another woman.

3pm rolled around and I got myself ready for the afternoon date. I left the house not long after and pulled up out front of Valerie's hotel. She was waiting for me, wearing a nice long sleeved loose white shirt with cuts across the shoulders, and a pair of navy blue skinny jeans, through which I could just barely discern the bulge of her thick cock pressed firmly against her leg.

She got in and leaned across the console for a kiss.

"Hello darling. How are you?"

I smiled, "Much better now that you're here."

She laughed, and it was as if the argument we'd had on our anniversary had never happened. As we made our way to the mudracing track we joked and sang together.

The track was busy. I hadn't realized just how popular the event was, but there was easily hundreds of people attending. The first races were already underway when we arrived, and the stands were packed with noisy attendees. Just outside the range of the flecks of mud were various food and drink vendors. It was quite the occasion.

Val held my hand as we wandered around, seeing what food was available, looking for available seating and watching the races. It was fairly impressive, and people of seemingly all ages were hopping in rugged customized or even custom built vehicles and flogging them around the thickly muddied track.

We found a place to sit and got ourselves some hotdogs. The main events were scheduled to start shortly, as up till now it had been the younger divisions and peripheral events.

Once the current race ended, an announcer stepped into a ring situated in the center of the race track, and the large view screens hanging high above the track switched to display footage of him. He spoke into a microphone.

"Laaaaaaadies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Ledrow mudracing stadium! We've got a great show lined up for you tonight! But first, a reminder that it's Saturday night, and some of our events after 8 o'clock are not suitable for youngsters."

The announcer went on for a little while, hyping up the big races that were set for the next few hours and introducing the racers. One of them, a dark haired and ruggedly handsome man, was pointed out to me by Valerie, "That's my friend Dylan, he's Australian, and he's the one who got us free entry. We'll meet up with him and his wife later."

Once Valerie had turned away to watch the racing again, I sighed. I wasn't really in the mood for a double date, and I certainly wasn't in the mood for a potential foursome. Once upon a time that thought wouldn't have even crossed my mind, but Valerie was sexually very adventurous. It wouldn't be the first time she'd dropped a sexual encounter with other people into my lap without warning. But we had only involved another man once before, quite a while ago, and it had not gone well. I was a jealous partner, and did not enjoy watching Valerie being fucked by another man. She knew this, or at least she should, since we'd had a big fight about it afterward.

I banished the thought and focused again on Valerie. Vibrant and beautiful Valerie. She was getting really into the races, cheering on her Australian friend and a couple of other racers she liked. We even made a small bet each on the outcome of the final and who would win gold.

The races came and went fairly quickly, and before long 8pm was around the corner and the big final race was lined up. The racers took their places and the countdown began.

3... 2... 1... GO! The pistol was fired and away the racers went. Dylan was an early leader, but the racer I had picked, one Jeffrey Champ, was close behind. I hadn't really been paying attention to who was who when I made my bet, but I thought the guy with the surname "Champ" could be a winner.

The race was ten laps and first place changed hands multiple times throughout. Mr. Champ held onto a podium position right up till the finish line, coming in second place, one position ahead of Dylan. The winner was some other guy who I hadn't bothered to learn the name of. There was a big celebration and the racers were awarded prizes.

Valerie and I made our way down to the far side of the track, where the racer tents were setup. We waited for Dylan to finish receiving his award and make his way back to the tents.

He and his wife arrived shortly. He was a moderately tall man, standing just a little shorter than my 6'2, but he was burly to my lean build. His wife on the other hand was very short and petite, a tiny waif of a thing. She looked to be of East Asian descent to me, perhaps with a White parent. She had shimmering dark hair cut to shoulder length, a round face and a cute dimpled smile. She was slim and possessed a pleasingly small waist and curvaceous thighs for her size. But what stood out most to me was the surprising size of her breasts. In sheer volume they were probably only moderately large, likely only a few cup sizes larger than Valerie, but on her tiny frame they looked utterly enormous.

They walked up to us and Valerie hugged Dylan in a warm greeting, she introduced us all. Dylan shook my hand firmly, doing that thing where some men squeeze tightly while shaking hands as some sort of display of dominance. Then Valerie introduced his wife, Shani. Shani shook my hand and gave Valerie a brief hug too, but she was more reserved than her husband.