Misc. Erotica Panties of Dr. Mythili Ramakrishnan

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“Don’t wear yellow panties, wear Black or Red panteis, our party color,” he said, pulling my wife’s leggings towards him and looking at my wife’s yellow panties.  As my wife said “sure, sir,” immediately he inserted his left hand inside my wife’s yellow panties and grabbed my wife’s pussy.  “Mmmmmmmmmmmm,” she moaned and placed her hands over his shoulders for support.    “Mmmmmmmm… Mythili, your wet pussy is making me feel horny,” the politician said.  “Guys you are okay with this right?” the politician asked me and Dharma uncle.  “Anything for the Ward Councillor post, sir,” Dharma uncle said.  “She is all yours sir,” I said.  With the politician’s left hand inside her panteis, and her hands resting on his shoulders for support, and biting her lips she looked at us as if asking us whether we were sure.  We both showed her a thumbs up.  The politician began fingering my wife’s pussy with his left hand, “take your kurti off, Mythili,” he said and started talking over the phone.  As my wife removed her tops and was standing only in her white bra and white leggings, “beautiful Mythili,” he said, holding my wife’s face.  “Sir, we have a newbie here and she is a doctor.   Won’t it be great to give a ticket to a doctor to contest in the local body elections on behalf of our party?” he said over the phone.  “She is cute sir,” the politician said and pinched my wife’s cheeks, and my wife blushed.  “The problem with her is that she likes yellow, you know I hate our opposition party color,” the politician said, pulling my wife’s white leggings and looking at my wife’s yellow panties.  “Sir, I promise I will not wear anything yellow from now on,” my wife whispered softly.  “Mythili, you don’t have to whisper, our party’s Union Minister is on the phone, he is a doctor just like you.  Let me introduce him to you, wait,” the politician said and left the phone on the speaker and gave it to my wife to speak.  “Sir, this is Dr. Mythili Ramakrishnan,” he said.  “Hi Mythili, I am A. Velu, Union Minister of Handloom and textiles,” the Union Minister said.  “Velu sir, I have heard and read a lot about you sir.  I am also from your native Vellore district sir,” my excited wife said.  “So you are our Vellore girl, Mythili?” the minister asked.  “Yes, sir,” my wife said.  “Rangaswamy, she is my district girl, take good care of her okay?” the minister said.  Only now I came to know that the politician’s name was Rangaswamy and was impressed to know he had direct contact with the Union Minister.  “I will take good care of her, Sir, don’t worry,” the politician said and hugged my wife from behind.  “Velu Sir, I am also from your Caste,” my excited wife said.  “Rangaswamy, you are so lucky to get our Caste girl.  Our caste women are great in bed,” the Union Minister said.  “Really?” Rangaswamy exclaimed and inserted his right hand inside my wife’s white leggings and her yellow panties and grabbed my wife’s pussy.  “We are,” my wife said and winked at Rangaswamy who was grabbing her pussy.  “Sir, I am liking this girl already,” Rangaswamy said and grabbed my wife’s boobs with her left hand while he was grabbing her pussy with his right hand, and kissed my wife’s cheek and she kissed his cheek back and smiled at him.  “Mythili, how did you, being a doctor, get along with an uneducated guy like Rangaswamy?” The Union Minister asked my wife.  “The lust, I guess,” Rangaswamy said, playing with my wife’s pussy with his right and playing with my wife’s boobs with his left hand.  “Velu sir, he lusts for me,” my wife said smiling.  “Oh you don’t lust me, but you are enjoying my finger inside your pussy?” Rangaswamy asked, smiling at my wife.  As she was smiling back, “Mythili, you shouldn’t say that, the lust has to be mutual, if you say only he lusts you, it is like insulting Rangaswamy, one of the finest political leaders of Tamil Nadu,” the Union Minister said.  The very next moment, Rangaswamy started taking his hands off my wife’s pussy.  “I too lust for him, Velu sir,” my wife said and caught Rangaswamy’s hand and inserted it inside her leggings and panties and kissed his cheek.  “That’s like a nice girl, Mythili,” the Union Minister said.  

“Am I disturbing you guys?” the Union Minister said.  “No, sir,” my wife and Rangaswamy said together.  “Felt like I was disturbing you guys for a moment,”  the Union Minister said.  “No Sir, I wish you were here to see how beautiful your Caste girl is,” Rangaswamy said.  “What is she wearing now?”  the Union Minister asked.  “Well, she is in her white bra and white leggings,” Rangaswamy said.  “Removed her tops already?” the Union Minister asked.  “Yeah, sir, now I am removing her white leggings,” Rangaswamy said and caught my wife’s leggings and started pulling it down and lifted one leg after the other and removed my wife’s white leggings completely off her and threw it away.  Now my wife was standing only in her white bra and yellow panties.  “Mythili, he removed your white leggings?” the Union Minister asked.  “Yes, sir,” my wife said.  “You are standing only in her white bra and yellow panties now?” the Union Minister said.  “Yes, sir,” my wife said.  As the Union Minister was telling my wife, “everyone in our party hates yellow, if I had been in Rangaswamy’s position, I would have first checked if you were wearing yellow panties and then removed it before entering my house,” Rangaswamy was removing his shirt, dhoti, vest, and wearing only his black underwear, “sir, I wanted to do it as well,” Rangaswamy said and went in front of my wife and grabbed my wife’s ass over her yellow panties and hugged my wife and my wife hugged him back only in her white bra and yellow panties.  “Then why didn’t you remove her yellow panties?” as the Union Minister asked and Rangaswamy was answering, my wife holding the phone in her right hand was hugging him with her left hand and was kissing him all over his cheeks and neck.



To be continued ...