Maid To Fuck – Jharna Aunty

Hello, ISS Readers. I’m back with a story. This time, it’s about a sexy, petite, MILF, 43-year-old Bengali maid. After meeting Jharna Aunty, I realized how horny she was. I was at the right place, at the right time, for the 2nd time. Didn’t understand? Let’s start from the beginning.

The first time I met Jharna Aunty was back in 2016, after my boards. I had travelled to Mumbai for a short course. There, I lived with my uncle, who was not a relative. That’s when I saw Jharna Aunty for the very first time. When I saw her for the first time, her appearance was so sensual and attractive.

Describing Jharna Aunty then, she was in a saree. However; she was all damp and sweaty as she was working in the kitchen. Her skin was glistening, and sweat was trickling down her skin into her blouse. Jharna Aunty was an immediate hit, and I fell for her.

My course lasted for around 2 months. By then, Jharna Aunty and I had quite a good bonding. Uncle used to leave home by 8 am and return at 9 or 10 pm. My classes were for just 2 hours. The rest of the day, I was at home with Jharna Aunty. So we both mingled up quite well. Before I came, she was also alone.

Jharna Aunty’s family was in Bengal, and she came here to work at my uncle’s home. So she did not have anyone here and was very lonely. 2 months passed quickly. I returned home from Mumbai, leaving Jharna Aunty behind. Yes, she did cry due to the emotional attachment.

I completely forgot about everything until 2018. I got a chance to do my Industrial Internship in Mumbai. After 2 years, Jharna Aunty struck me again, and all memories were back. As soon as I got the internship offer, I dialed up uncle to check if the place was available.

Uncle hesitated at first but later agreed to a 6 months stay. I couldn’t be happier to see Jharna Aunty again. The only issue, Uncle said, was that a few of his relatives are currently staying. They will be there for another 2 weeks. So I have to adjust until they go. I’ll get access to the room after that.

I agreed because I had only 3 days to join and nowhere else to go. I travelled to Mumbai at Uncle’s place. I reached there a day before my internship. I rang the doorbell, and the beautiful Jharna Aunty opened the door. She was so happy to see me after a long time.

For the moment, she was alone, and others were out for a roam. Jharna Aunty said, “I’m so happy to see you. Keep your bags in the hall for now.”

I kept my bags in the hall beside Jharna Aunty’s bag. We spoke for so long. Jharna Aunty shared whatever happened all this while. I told her why I was here, and I’ll be here for 6 months.

Jharna Aunty was like a mother figure to me, but I always had sexual tension with her. Jharna Aunty never gave any such hints, so I kept it as it was.

Later in the evening, everyone was back home. I helped Jharna Aunty cook food for everyone, and we all had food. Finally, now it was time to sleep. I was tired of the travelling and the cooking.

It was a standard 2 BHK flat. Uncle went into one room, and his relatives in the 2nd one. Jharna Aunty and I were left to sleep in the hall. And this is where the twist started.

Now, the hall had 2 sofas and a diwan. The sofas were hell uncomfortable due to me being tall. So I thought of taking the Diwan. But Jharna Aunty was actually sleeping there before I came, so I asked her to sleep on the diwan. Jharna Aunty asked, “Where will you sleep?”

I said, “I’ll adjust besides the diwan and sleep on the floor.” Jharna Aunty insisted on me sleeping on the diwan. But I strictly declined and asked her to sleep. I spread out a sheet and laid down. I was fast asleep.

In the middle of the night, at around 2 am, I woke up suddenly. 5 10 minutes, I tried sleeping but was unsuccessful. So I just got up and sat. I looked over the diwan, and I saw Jharna Aunty in a deep sleep. She slept in her saree always. Now, her saree was misaligned, and her smooth navel was visible.

Diwan was just beside the window, so the lights outside were perfectly lighting up her navel. I was extremely tempted to touch it once. I guess I let my intrusive thoughts win. My hands proceeded towards her navel. I pointed my index finger out slightly, touched her navel, and pulled it back.

Jharna Aunty didn’t react. I gathered more courage and proceeded with 2 fingers. This time, I kept it on her navel. Jharna Aunty was in an extremely deep sleep. After a few tries, I rested my complete hand on her smooth navel. Her navel was very smooth and silky.

It gave me an instant boner. I slowly started fingering her belly button as well. After that, I stopped for the night and went back to sleep. The next morning, everything was normal, and Jharna Aunty was, as usual, smiling. I got ready for my internship and left the house.

The 2nd night, the same thing happened. I made sure to wake up in the night. This continued to happen for 3 nights, with each night growing bolder and bolder. The next twist happened on the 4th day.

Early morning I started feeling that someone was touching my dick. I was seeing a dream as well, so the same thing started playing in the dream. I thought it was just within the dream, so I ignored it. But the touch became too strong. I woke up and cracked up my eyes.

Jharna Aunty’s hand was touching and examining my boner. I was sleeping on the floor just beside the diwan. It was easy for Jharna Aunty to drop her hands down and touch me. Now this confirmed that Jharna Aunty was way too horny as well. Seeing my morning wood made her excited.

She started touching me. It’s understandable because her husband was in Bengal, and she was in Mumbai for a long time. Now, I didn’t know if she knew I touched her as well. I had to think of a well-executed accident to make her mine. I waited until 2 weeks passed and Uncle’s relative moved out.

I got into my room, and all I could think was Jharna Aunty feeling my boner. That was the only time she did it, and she never did it again in those 2 weeks. It was time for a showdown now. I started roaming around in the house, only in my shorts when Uncle wasn’t home.

I used to roam commando so that if I got a boner, it was very evident. I started helping Jharna Aunty in the kitchen. Jharna Aunty used to stare at me constantly, especially at my boner. I ignored it, pretending I didn’t know what was going on.

One fine day, I was sleeping in my room, and suddenly, I started hearing voices. I cracked my eyes and found Jharna Aunty was sweeping my room. After that, she also mopped my room. This had never happened before. I didn’t know if Uncle told her to or if it was her doing this to get a glimpse of me.

This continued to happen every day. One night, I decided to check on it and tempt her at the same time. That night, I slept without any clothes, completely naked. I was almost sure she was doing this all for a good fuck, but I had to be sure. It was time for Jharna Aunty to discover something new and play with it.

I woke up beforehand. I heard Uncle leaving the house for work, and Jharna Aunty entered the room with the broom. As soon as she saw the state of me, she gasped and ran out of the room. I thought, that’s it, it’s done for good. But after a few seconds, she returned curiously and sat on the floor next to my bed.

I was seeing all this with squinted eyes, so things were not so clear. But I was figuring it out. Jharna Aunty was staring at my dick and attempted to touch it a few times but pulled back. Finally, after gathering some courage, she touched my dick. She slowly started grabbing it with 2 fingers, 3 fingers.

I was controlling my boner. I gave up and couldn’t control it anymore. My dick started erecting in her hand. Jharna Aunty was even more surprised. My dick finally stretched out completely, growing to 6.5 inches. Jharna Aunty was holding it in surprise.

She had finally seen it. She probably wanted to do more, but she controlled herself as well and she went out of the room. She did not return after that. I got up after a while, freshened up and had breakfast with Jharna Aunty. She was constantly looking at me, smiling and sometimes laughing in between.

I asked, “What happened, Aunty?” She replied, “Nothing, just like that.” Now, I didn’t know how to proceed. But I was sure of one thing: that Jharna Aunty was extremely horny and needed good screwing. I was not going to miss this opportunity.

Considering Jharna Aunty was also into it, it was a golden opportunity. The next day, I had my week off, and I was resting at home. Jharna Aunty was preparing to go out so I asked where she was going. Jharna Aunty replied, “I’m just going out to buy groceries and vegetables.”

I asked, “Do you need any help?” Jharna Aunty hesitated a bit, but then she said yes. We went for shopping. It was just walking distance. We got all the groceries and vegetables. Now, Mumbai being Mumbai and it’s unpredictable weather, it started raining cats and dogs.

Jharna Aunty and I were completely drenched as we couldn’t get shelter anywhere. Jharna Aunty was fucking looking so hot in that wet fucking saree and the cloth sticking to her skin. It was a thrill to watch. Now that we were drenched, we decided to continue walking.

The house was nearby, and we could reach home quickly. While walking in the rain, I grabbed Jharna Aunty by her love handles so that she wouldn’t trip or fall. In fact, I was enjoying grabbing her sides. I was pinching and feeling her silky, smooth skin.

Jharna Aunty was well aware of what I was doing, but she did not resist and was blushing simultaneously. Slowly, we reached home. Jharna Aunty opened the door, and we entered. Jharna Aunty took all the groceries and vegetables to the kitchen. I closed the door behind me and latched it.

I couldn’t control myself anymore. I walked towards the kitchen and grabbed Jharna Aunty from behind. I locked my palm on her wet, smooth navel and planted a kiss on the back of her neck. Jharna Aunty immediately exclaimed, “Oui, Maa!”

I continued to kiss on her neck and massaged her navel, fingering her navel hole. Jharna Aunty said, “I don’t know why it took so long for you to understand my needs, but I’m happy it’s happening.” I picked up Jharna Aunty and proceeded towards my room. I stripped off her wet saree and threw it away.

Jharna Aunty, the Bengali goddess standing in front of me only wearing a blouse and a petticoat, is vulnerable. I stripped myself down to my underwear and pounced on Jharna Aunty. I was kissing her face uncontrollably. I got hold of her juicy lips and got locked onto it.

I was sucking and licking the fuck out of her lips. It went on for a few minutes, after which her lips turned red and swollen. Jharna Aunty was enjoying the rough treatment and wanted more of it. She grabbed my dick with her right hand to feel the hard-on I got for her.

She was proud of herself. Tricking me, she pushed my underwear down, freeing my dick. My dick was resting on Jharna Aunty’s hands now. She was teasing me so much. She stroked for like 5-6 times and then stopped and started again and stopped. She did this with a smirk on her face.

I just couldn’t let Jharna Aunty dominate me being a maid. I took the control. I held both sides of her yellow blouse, forced it hard, and fucking ripped it. All I could see was the blue bra she was wearing inside. A part of her blouse was on her arms.

Jharna Aunty’s dominating behaviour vanished and was submitted to me. I threw her blouse away and opened the knot of her petticoat as well. She had a fucking padded bra on her and a sexy flowery panty. Who could have ever imagined that a maid would wear such a bra and panty? At least, I never did.

I pushed her to the wall and began kissing her white, smooth neck, leaving my love bites all over her neck. Jharna Aunty was moaning constantly without stopping. Just then, I picked her up again, and we entered the bathroom. I turned on the shower, and we started making out below the flowing water.

Just then, I told her, “The water flowing from the shower is the same as the love juice flowing from your pussy. Jharna means Waterfall. The name suits you as you are currently a goddess of flowing pussy.” Saying that she got so horny. She took my hand and inserted it inside her panty. I started playing with her clit.

Although we were in the shower, I could feel the hot juices flowing from Jharna Aunty’s pussy. I was immensely thirsty for some pussy juice from her. So I stripped off her panty and knelt. I cupped my mouth on her clit area and started sucking and licking.

Meanwhile, I was also shifting towards her glory hole to get a taste of her warm pussy juice. Jharna Aunty was enjoying every bit of it and was fucking moaning and shouting with pleasure. Jharna Aunty asked, “Won’t you treat my boobs fairly? You didn’t even remove my bra yet and directly landed on my pussy.”

I totally missed to check out and taste her boobs. I asked Jharna Aunty to turn her back towards me. First, I inserted my dick between her thighs. I positioned it in such a way that the top of my dick was rubbing against the opening of the glory hole. Both sides were rubbing against her thighs.

This was a first-time experience for Jharna Aunty and it was giving immense pleasure to her. I was fucking her without inserting my dick, but it was so pleasurable. After I got a good motion, I placed my hands on her bra hook. I released it within seconds, letting her bra go down and falling into the water.

I cupped her petite boobs with my hands while I was fucking her thighs. Simultaneously, I was playing with her nipples. Jharna Aunty was in a completely different world now. I turned off the shower, turned her towards me to get the first glance of her cute, perky boobs.

It was a handful with very little sag. I began tasting her boobs and playing with her nipples, and biting it. I couldn’t get enough of her boobs. Jharna Aunty was pressing my head against her boobs, wanting more. After a few minutes, I stopped to enter the climax.

We exited the bathroom and proceeded towards the kitchen. So that I could fuck her at the very place she started and the place where she belonged, being a maid. I picked her up and made her sit on the kitchen top. I opened up her pussy so that I could lick and taste it to the fullest.

After a good fuck with my tongue, I was ready to enter her. As I was going to enter her, Jharna Aunty said, “Fuck me with everything you have. It’s been years since I’ve been fucked. I want to finish my lust here so that I don’t cheat on my husband with another man. You and my husband should be the only ones to fuck me.”

Listening to that, I was so charged to fuck this cheating wife and sexy Bengali bombshell maid. Jharna Aunty spread her pussy, fixed her legs on the kitchen top, and I was entering her. The head of dick entered her, and all I could see was her eyes going up to heaven.

I entered one of the tightest pussy I’ve ever had. I proceeded slowly, halfway inserting my dick inside, and Jharna Aunty started shivering and shouting. She still wanted me to go in with my full dick. It was a struggle considering her pussy was tight and almost new and raw.

We took our time, and I managed to insert my complete 6.5-inch dick inside of her slowly. Jharna Aunty sighed and actioned me to start thrusting and pumping her pussy. The walls of her pussy had consumed my entire dick and gripped it hard. I tried my best to start stroking and fucking her.

Slowly, we got into the motion, and her pussy juices gave good lubrication as well. Within no time, Jharna Aunty was enjoying herself to the fullest, screaming at the top of her voice, saying my name. As I was fucking her, I was also playing with her clit. It proved to be the best pleasure she could ever get.

We continued fucking on the kitchen top, down on the floor and even on the dining table. Without any doubt, this was the best fuck I’ve ever had. Jharna Aunty was so much in lust and fire. I could feel the heat inside her pussy. We fucked for almost 2 hours before both just died of tiredness.

I lifted Jharna Aunty and dropped her on the bed, and we slept for a few hours before Uncle came. We got up, had a bath together, and did a quickie in the bathroom. We settled as if nothing had happened.

Uncle was back from work. Jharna Aunty switched her personality from a horny woman to a shy maid, just like she was before. But only I knew what she was capable of.

Jharna Aunty was the best fuck of my life to date, and nothing can compare to it. This concludes the story with Jharna Aunty, the cheating, sexy Bengali maid.

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