White Dreams for Indian Wife

Disclaimer:

This work of fiction will most likely be long, so if that's not what you want and just want to quickly get to the sex in the story then please find another story. This story will contain themes of interracial sex, voyeurism, infidelity, raceplay, cuckolding, and maybe some romance, so if that's not what you want, please find something else. All individuals who participate in any sexual acts in this story are all over the age of 18.

Ambika's POV:

I couldn't believe this is happening, I am finally going to fuck Zach, and with Paul's blessings nonetheless. I am so excited and nervous, I immediately rushed to my car when I closed the door, I quickly started the car and got out of the driveway. The hotel wasn't far but still the excitement made me feel like it was in another city for some reason. I calmed myself so that an accident wouldn't occur due to me speeding on the road, every stoplight felt like forever to get through and the traffic although mild felt unbearable, even though I been through worse. After 15 minutes I reached the hotel, as I got out of the car my excitement doubled, I kept looking down at my dress to see if everything was looking good, even though everything looked great I couldn't stop myself from wondering if Zach would like it. I packed a secret saree in my suitcase for the overnight stay incase Zach wanted a more Indian outfit to see me in.

I then headed to the front desk to confirm my room and get my card, the receptionist, a young white woman gave me the stink eye as she handed me the key. More than likely, she knew I was there to fuck somebody, but couldn't fathom an Indian woman dressed in a sexy manner ready to get dicked down. She probably thought Indian women were sexless women devoted to their Indian husbands and didn't have the desire/ability to be promiscuous and that to with another man than their husbands.

I quickly headed up the elevator and rushed to my room, the room was nice and clean, nothing too fancy there was plenty of space and the bed was very comfortable as I laid down.

I looked at my cleavage and saw my Thaali, my husband's face appeared in my imagination, my wonderful husband was allowing me to fulfill my deep dark fantasy despite his ego and fear. I am so blessed I have Paul as my husband, him being kind and considerate to my desire was more than I could have ever asked for in a man. I also felt happy that I was a virgin for Paul when we married and that I didn't fuck around with mediocre white men in college. It looks like my sexual purity paid off, the Goddess has blessed me with the most attractive white man to fuck, and I was going to fuck him as an Indian mother married to an Indian man. God, it felt so amazing now that I think about it, the sex will be much better with the thought of cucking my Indian Husband, my poor hubby being driven completely mad by the erotic thoughts that are playing around in his head right now as I am in the hotel. Suddenly I got a text, I opened my phone hoping it was from Zach, instead it was from Paul.

Paul: Mama u got to the hotel safe?

: Yes, Paul I got there safe, just waiting for Zach now.

Paul: Ambika, can you take pictures or videos when you and Zach are fucking?

: No Paul I'm not going to take pictures or record anything during sex, I don't feel comfortable doing that and I don't think you're ready to see that yet, I'm sorry sweetie maybe in the future.

Paul: Oh, ok that's alright Ambika, yea its best if you just completely focus on the sex as of now, don't want to take away from your first time fucking another man.

: Thanks baby, I'm glad you understand, yeah as of now I just want to focus on fucking Zach for now, until it becomes a routine for me and some of the excitement wears off.

Paul: Did you pack your 9 mm in case he might be dangerous?

: Yes the 9 mm is with me it's in my purse, don't worry he's a great guy he just wants to fuck me.

Paul: Alright then, is he close to the hotel yet or is he still on his way.

: Let me text him to find out, by the way don't expect a text or call from me until tomorrow, I'll be busy with him until then, I will text Zach now to see where he's at, bye for now sweetie.

Paul: Bye Ambika have a good time and stay safe!

: I will.

I then texted Zach to see where he's at, earlier he texted me that he's on his way and it might take him 20 minutes.

: Zach are you close babe?

Zach: Yeah babe, I actually reached the hotel I am trying to find a parking spot. Just give me a minute and I'll be up there.

: Awesome Zach! I can't believe it's really going to happen, I'm finally going to fuck you and your Big White Cock, God I'm so excited.

He didn't respond back for about 2 minutes, then I got a notification from my phone and it was from Zach.

Zach: Ambika, the parking lot was filled up, I was able to park just now once a red van pulled out and left. Yeah, the day I waited for has finally come, I'm going to fuck you to the point where you'll start thinking about me constantly and forget about your pathetic little husband.

: You are already on my mind constantly Zach, the only thing left is to forget my husband which is something that will be very hard or impossible for me to do.

Zach: I'm on the elevator, open the door when you hear six knocks on the door babe.

: Alright

I waited with excitement for Zach to knock on the door, each second felt like it was five seconds as I waited for him to find the room. Then I heard one knock, then a second and a third, I waited until the sixth knock on the door. With the final knock I got up and took a quick glance in the mirror to see if I was sexy as I had imagined myself to be. I opened the door and there he stood, my Viking lover, tall and sexy with a warm smile on his face. He was wearing a white tank top with jeans; I could see his powerful muscular arms ready to grab me. He walked in the room and immediately wrapped his arms around my waist, I in turn wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Ambika You're so beautiful in that bodycon dress, I'm glad you made me wait to see it."

"Zach, you look so masculine in that tank top, your arms and chest is turning me on so much right now."

"Ambika I was expecting you would be in an Indian outfit, but this works also, next time I want to fuck you in an Indian outfit."

"Zach, you don't need to wait for a next time, I packed some extra clothes for our stay, I'll wear my Indian outfit tonight for sex, but for now this dress should still hold up.

We shared a passionate kiss as we held each other, he was caressing my body from my hips to my butt, his powerful hands gravitated towards my butt cheeks. I could feel his hands softly caressing my ass and giving my right butt cheek a firm squeeze.

"Zach, that felt amazing, does my booty turn you on?"

"Yes Ambika, it's the best ass I ever felt, you're such a voluptuous woman, I never felt an ass that big or soft before."

" Thanks Zach, it's my greatest asset, my ass would always make men stare and drool, so it's no surprise you're playing with it first."

"That Ass is to die for Ambika, I wonder how your husband managed to make you fall for him, you're perfect Ambika you have a gorgeous face, and a body that is second to none."

" I believe it's my Goddess's will that me and my husband ended up together, you're also part of her plan somehow I know it."

"Whatever it is, I'm just glad you and I are getting more intimate Ambika, speaking of your husband, what excuse did you tell him to be at the hotel, if I was him I would never leave you out of my sight."

"There was no excuse Zach." I said with a mischievous smile

"What do you mean? how did you come here without your husband desperately trying to call you to know where you are and what you're doing."

"My husband knows where I am Zach."

"What he knows you're at the hotel!!, does he know about me!?"

"Yes, Zach he does, I confessed everything about us to him Zach, as I was feeling extremely guilty after our little date. I asked him I would only sleep with you if he was okay with me fucking you Zach."

"And he agreed?"

"Yep, he thought long and hard about it, and finally gave me his blessings to fuck you Zach, he wants me to be happy and not have unsatisfied desires."

"Your husband is a fool, Ambika; he might as well have served you divorce papers."

I immediately freed myself from his hold when he made that horrendous statement.

"Wtf Zach how could you say such a thing, my husband loves me and wants to give me anything that he can possibly give, and you're saying he only agreed to this because he's given up on our marriage?"

"No Ambika that's not what I meant, your husband loves you but once you start fucking me, your marriage is as good as over, and your husband had the power to stop it from happening but gave into your wishes."

"Trust me Ambika, after a few nights with me, you will want to be my woman and not his wife anymore."

"Well, that's for me to decide Zach, even if I divorce my husband, he will always love me, and I will always love him even if I marry you in the future. I will always have his love and I have the option of going back to him after leaving him for you, so I'm not really worried."

"How do you know this, Ambika; men will become extremely bitter with a woman if she leaves them for another man."

"Zach, my husband thought about this for a long time after I told him, taking into consideration of the consequences of getting pregnant by you, or falling in love with you and leaving him, he gave me his blessings to bed you."

"My husband is not like other men Zach, other men might get angry and resentful of their wives wanting to fuck other men, but my husband truly loves and worships me."

"Your husband is a true cuck then Ambika, knowing that his wife will get colonized by my cock and might fall for me, kind of makes me want to meet him now."

"You will Zach but give it some time, Zach I'm beginning to have feelings for you, I can't say its love but its growing by the day."

"Well then Ambika lets accelerate those feelings, shall we?"

"Say no more Zach."

I kissed him once more but this time our tongues were dancing, his tongue was trying to find its way around my mouth exploring every part, after a few minutes we released ourselves from the kiss.

Wasting no time, I immediately got on my knees for this white Viking stud, I quickly unbuttoned his jeans and felt his massive erection straining against his trunks. His dick was held down by his very tight trunks, I could see the massive dick imprint on his trunks. It was such an erotic sight to behold.

I then massaged his dick while it was still in his trunks, it was growing quickly, like a large King Cobra lifting itself up.

"Are you going to start off with a hand job like before Ambika?"

"Well, a little bit different this time Zach."

I pulled down his trunks and his enormous cock slapped me in the face causing me to flinch back a bit. Once my eyes opened, I could see his cock was standing close to full erection, and pointing toward the ceiling as if it was saluting me.

"Ambika baby, he wants you to stroke him again, he's been desperately wanting to feel your soft feminine hands around him again."

"Aww, I'll give him something a little different this time, I'm sure he'll like it." I giggled.

I wrap my fingers around his thick mid shaft, I gently stroke it up and down to make it reach complete erection, as it grew into the last half an inch, I gave his big white cock a sloppy kiss to make it finish growing.

"Fuck, that's hot Ambika, your lips feel so good pressed against my dick."

"You like that babe? then you're going to be blown away about what's coming next Zach."

I then opened my mouth and swallowed his dick head, the size of it completely surprised me even though I know by looking at it, it would be much different than my husband's dick head.

I started taking more of his dick into my mouth inch by inch it went in, until I could feel his dick pressed hard against the back of my throat.

"Nice Ambika, you took it half way in your mouth, but that seems to be every girl's limit when it comes to my cock."

I then stroked the rest of his dick up and down with more speed as I enveloped his cock in my mouth with my spit, until I could feel it being completely drenched with my saliva. Then I took his dick out of my mouth and spit a big wad of saliva on his dick lubricating it even further.

"Holy fuck babe, you got my cock looking like it was just dipped in a bottle of hand sanitizer."

"Zach, I definitely need all that spit on there to take you, trust me."

I took both hands and wrapped my fingers around his thick long cock and started stroking it up and down with moderate pace.

"Oh, fuck Ambika, you're so fucking good at this, keep stroking my dick you curry slut."

"What did you call me Zach?!!"

"Shit! I'm sorry if I went too far Ambika, it's just that I got so lost in the moment that I just blurted out some stupid shit."

"I never said I didn't like it Zach."

"Wait, you mean you don't mind me calling you that, I thought it would be some nice dirty talk to spice up our sex."

"Nope I don't mind it at all, in fact it turned me on when you called me a curry slut. I was just so surprised you would be bold enough to call me dirty names so early."

"Well then curry slut, now you know I'm an alpha male that does what he wants, why don't you go back to sucking my dick."

I immediately swallowed his dick and started sucking it upon his command with even more passion than before, his dirty talk got me more wet down there than before. I was able to completely drench his dick with my saliva from tip to base.

"God my dick feels like it was lubed with a gallon of gel, your spit is so thick you nasty slut."

"Do you like it white daddy?" I said with saliva running down my lips and onto my chin.

"I love it you sexy dark curry whore, you're the first to coat my dick like this."

"Daddy since I went down on you, why don't you return the favor now?" I said seductively

"FUCK NO!!, I am a dominant 6 ' 6" alpha male, there is no way I am ever going down on a bitch, especially a curry bitch like YOU!" he yelled.

When he said this, I almost came, this boy no more than 3 years older than my son was talking to me with such authority and disrespect. My Husband had never insulted me with such vulgar words, even a sliver of anger from my husband would send me into a feminist rage. I remember throwing a plate at my husband for telling me to be quiet, but here is this white boi calling me a whore and a bitch, and I'm loving it instead of being angry at him for such disrespect."

"What's, the matter bitch, you look shocked?" he said with the smuggest look I have ever seen on a man's face.

"You thought I was going to kiss your ass like your little pathetic Indian husband?"

"It's just surprising Zach, I never thought you would be this dominant during our first time."

"I am dominant in bed there is no question about that, whether it is the first time or the tenth time, and by the way don't ever call me Zach when we are fucking, every time my dick is out the only thing you can call me is daddy or baby."

"You can call me Zach when you're Cumming if you want, but other than that never call me by my name while we are engaged in sex, got it bitch?"

"Yes Daddy!!" I said with a newfound enthusiasm in response to this surprising treatment from this white stud.

"Now, be a good curry slut, and change into your Indian outfit, your white daddy is going to fuck you and your culture."

"God, that's so fucking hot daddy!, ill change right away!"

I quickly got my suit case and rushed into the bathroom to change, initially I wanted to change into this saree for tonight but Zach's desire to colonize me early made me abandon my initial idea. Me and Zach are going all out from the start.

I pulled out my red saree that I was going to wear for him, this was something I surprised my husband with on my 5th wedding anniversary. It was a more of revealing saree than the typical sarees for public wear.

When I put it on, most of my navel/belly and a good part of my back could be seen. The sleeves were short and only covered my shoulders while the shawl was somewhat translucent giving a sexier revealing look that would have any man weak in his knees.

Then I put on my gold: Valayal (bangels), my nethi chutti (forehead jewelry), and my kolusu (anklet chain). I looked at myself in the mirror and My Goddess, I looked extremely sexy, my black skin was contrasting with the red saree and the gold jewelry I was wearing, the only thing left that would complete my look would be a big white cock wrapped around my hand and touching my lips. I took a quick photo of myself in the mirror and stepped out of the bathroom.

My kolusu made a jingling noise as I exited the bathroom, Zach was focused on stroking his cock to maintain his erection. I stomped my feet and the jingle became louder, catching Zach's attention.

Zach took a look at me and his jaw almost hit the floor, I gave him a seductive smile and winked at him.

"How do I look daddy?"

"Shit, you look so fucking sexy, you look way sexier than I imagined."

He let go of his cock and, his cock now long and hard started twitching, ready to fuck the shit out of me. I knelt down before my white Viking stud and once again started sucking on him, this time slowly and more seductively, the spit from earlier made it much easier this time around, and I was able to take an inch more of his cock down my throat.

"Holy, fuck Ambika you sexy little slut, you look so good sucking my dick with your Indian outfit on, my dick might explode now, fuck!"

I released his dick and spit a big wad of saliva on his dick and started stroking him slowly.

"What's the matter white daddy, you were so dominant before, now it looks like you might cum from just my mouth." I teased him.

"Fuck, you're such a sexy slut, it's going to be hard but I'm not going to cum early you bitch, I'm going to have you screaming in pleasure all day today!"

"Then prove it white boi, your dick is already drenched with my spit, and my pussy is leaking with my juice, it's time we fucked now."

With that my Viking stud picked me up and threw me onto the bed, he then flipped me over, pulled up my saree exposing my big black ass for him. He grabbed my right ass cheek with a strong gorilla grip, I felt like my ass cheek was going to pop. Then he released his grip, I was eagerly waiting for him to push his dick in, but my pussy couldn't feel the contact from his dick head.

*SMACK*

I immediately felt a painful sting on my right butt cheek, the feeling slowly turned into pleasure, again he smacked me and I let out a soft moan this time.

"You like that don't you bitch?"

"Yes, daddy I do." I moaned

Again, he smacked me but this time on my left cheek, and I let out a louder moan.

"Has your cuck husband ever slapped your ass like this slut?"

"No never, not like you daddy."

Then I felt his big dick slapping against my right ass cheek, his dick was hitting my butt cheek with a surprising amount of force, he would alternate slapping between the left and right cheeks for about 20 seconds.

"Are you ready for my Big White Cock curry slut?"

"Yes, daddy I'm ready, put it in me, I can't wait anymore I need you in me now!" I moaned.

"Take it slow daddy your dick is so huge please let my pussy get ready for your full length."

"I know that slut, you just keep your ass up while I do the work."

With that he thrust his tip into my pussy, my pussy completely wet was able to take the head in fairly easy. Then he inserted some of the shaft and it felt a little painful, the dildo I practiced on was his size but his dick seemed a little thicker. I let out a moan and tried to suppress it with a pillow. "ummmhh."