”“Holy shit! You fucked him... how many times have you had sex?”I said “I don't know. I did date three guys each for a few months, and had sex...with them whenever we could. I like sex.”She said “Wow.” and look kind of surprised. “So what about you?”She blushed and said “Just three times and the first was a total mistake.” I asked her “What happened?”“My first, and you can't say a word about this, was Christine's older brother and it was over so fast I didn't know what hit me. He was a total two. So I want to share the real stories of those incidents of my life with yours. I assure you that every tale will give you a full satisfaction.Dear readers, the conversations of the story obviously were in ‘Bangla’, some places I have used ‘Bangla’ as happened and translated into ‘English’, otherwise I have tried to use translated English. This incident, which I’m going to narrate, was happened about 15 years ago. I was then posted at Pabna where the only well established Mental Hospital is. I returned from toilet after a risky pee due to hard on penis, as nothing happened and went into bed room arranged for me immediately. She was waiting for me in the room and went out of room after wishing good night. After switched off light while lying in bed I pulled out chechi’s panty from my pocket and began to smell it. Untied my lungi, pulled out my semi hard penis and tied chechi’s panty pussy (pooru) resting spot her panty on my penis tip. I closed my eyes for full concentration,. As the plane took off the lights dimmed and the cabin remained silent. I accepted the blanket a flight stewardess gave me and settled in with my head against the cool window. A hand brushed my shoulder and I moved, started, looking all around me. It was the man, he raised his hands in mock surrender before whispering.“Whoa there kiddo. No need to jump ship. I just wanted to let you know, it’s just you and me, so you can spread out and take the middle seat if you want.”Feeling silly, I smiled.