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, light 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 POV:
Previously I gave a short introduction about myself and my family, I feel that did not completely convey the physical descriptions of myself. I am 5 feet on the dot and I weigh about 180 pounds, my figure is more of a thick shaped woman with some thick thighs, and a large round bubble butt that grabs every man's attention as I walk by. Also after having my son, my breasts had grown from a size D to a triple D, they were my husband's most played with body part in bed.
Speaking of my husband, Paul is 6 foot 1 with a lean muscular build, he weighs 250 pounds which was astonishing for me because he wasn't as muscular as some other guys I had seen that looked like professional bodybuilders. He told me his weight was because of his bones as well as his muscles, apparently he had a high bone density that he naturally developed throughout his childhood from eating as much meat as possible especially fish, as well as drinking lots of milk and constantly working out and being highly physically active almost every day, even to this day he begins his morning with pushups, sit-ups, some light jogging and weight training.
Now onto my current situation, after a few weeks when my son Ravi started his second semester of university, I began having these erotic dreams that I know have a meaning. Every night when I got to bed, these sexual dreams would come, its unusual when the same dream repeats more than twice, in my case its been 30 days of the exact same thing over and over again. I have not told anyone about this mainly because the contents of the repeated dream is crude, and is something no married Hindu mother should think of.
The ongoing dreams consists of me observing the full sexual intercourse of the Hindu Goddess Kali and her lover who in my dream is most likely the Norse God Odin. This would have been a blasphemous dream for any Hindu woman, Kali's consort or husband Shivan/Shiva is the only person who would engage in sex her, but here in my dream a foreign God is fucking the great Goddess Kali and not just any foreign god but the chief male deity of white people's ancestors. In the dream, the vigorous intercourse between the deities would consist of passionate love making and animalistic fucking. Kali would shout unabashedly about Odin's big white cock pleasuring her as she orgasmed into absolute bliss, they would both utter lewd phrases to each other as they were fucking. At the end Kali would yearn for Odin's seed asking him to impregnate her and give her a child, with this request, Odin would release his seed into her yoni/vagina.
Night after night these things would repeat, and I had no answer in my mind if these dreams were divine or something psychological. My preference for white men did not affect my marriage in the slightest, I am very happy with my hubby, he completely fulfills me. Although I do think my husband is very attractive, I still find myself seeing really hot white men such as David Beckham and Adam Levine being the pinnacle of male beauty. Even though I find these men more attractive than my hubby, I would no way betray my husband for either of them if they ever for some reason tried to get with me.
I am a very loyal wife, I have never seen another man in a sexual light after my marriage to my husband. It is one of the things I prided myself on, my married friends would sometimes tell me some of the men they fantasize about, and they would ask me about mine. I always told them I fantasized about no one as my husband was all that I needed. They would call me a goody two shoes for this, and couldn't believe that I had no other sexual thought bedsides my husband.
I firmly believed although I was attracted to white men the most, the causation for my repeating dream could not be that I found white men attractive overall compared to other races of men. After marriage I saw attractive white men around me anywhere I go, and never was there an inkling of desire for them in me. I feel this dream is divine, and would later today conduct a puja to the gods especially the great Goddesses Durga, Parvati, and all the manifestations of the divine female supreme.
In the puja room by myself I conducted the puja, with all the idols and images feeling like they were watching me with a heightened interest on this day. Then I turned and looked at the image of Shiva and Parvathi seated together as the ultimate power couple, and on their laps sat their sons; Murugan on Shivan's lap, and Vinayagar on Parvathi's lap. My family photo was almost the same except my husband and I lacked our second child, that we tried desperately for, but to no avail. I shook off my distraction and focused on the main reason I was here, I closed my eyes and opened my lips.
"Oh almighty divine mother what is the meaning of my dreams?"
"Why do I see obscene actions of you with another God that is not your husband and that too from a people group that suppressed your worship in our homeland?"
"I know these dreams come from you, what are you trying to tell me I don't understand, please reveal the intentions of the dreams tonight for me great mother."
With that I finished my request and exited the prayer room, I set dinner for my husband and son, and we sat down and ate. I prepared Dosa with some tomato chutney for them, which was not the best but not the worst dish either. As I sat there lost in thought, I didn't notice the inquisitive looks my husband and son were giving me.
"Ambika is everything alright, you look somewhat distressed."
"Yea mom you don't seem to be yourself in these past couple of days."
"Its nothing, I've just been thinking about our family, and I feel the lack of another son or daughter it just feels incomplete without a sibling for you Ravi."
"Its fine mom, there's more room for me and I got plenty of company already, not really feeling like I need a sibling."
"What about you dear, are you feeling there is a lack of another son or daughter?" I asked my husband.
"I cant say I feel a lack, but I certainly wouldn't mind another one, either way I am happy regardless Ambika, you've given me Ravi and that alone is enough." he smiled softly at me.
I smiled back and gave him a reassuring look.
"Well Ravi, how is college going, are you still concentrating on your academics?" I asked my son.
"Mom give it a rest, I feel as though you need me to be a bookworm and that's just not needed, I already passed all my classes with a B or higher last semester, this semester doesn't feel that much different."
"Ravi don't get complacent with how things are going, your sophomore and junior years will be tougher, don't go into them thinking you can just breeze on by you need to study harder than before." I warned my son.
" I know mom but today is not that day, I will crank it up when the time comes."
"Don't worry about him Ambika, he will turn out fine, he has your smarts, academically I don't see him failing anything."
"Thanks dear I just want to make sure he graduates on time without any issues, anyways I am going to bed I feel a little tired."
With that I left for the master bedroom, as I entered I smiled looking at the family photo that was hanging on the wall over the martial bed. I thanked the divine mother for blessing me with my wonderful husband and son, both of them brought me so much happiness and joy in my life, and I was anxious what their fate is regarding these divine dreams I keep having. I laid down and tried to sleep.
A few minutes later my husband joined me in bed, he tuned over and kissed my cheek.
"Honey, I know something else is troubling you besides having another child, but its okay you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
