Alice Airlines

By Alice Parker

 

 

 

    "Hello?!?"  The irritation in my voice was so obvious, I may as well have answered 'Piss-off!'  Why does it seem the phone always wants to ring while I am in the middle of writing?  I have got to remember to turn that bastard off BEFORE I sit down to write.

 

    "Hi Baby!  How's my favorite daughter today?" 

 

    Better still, it is my mother with the same tired-assed joke she has been using for years.  I didn't feel like playing along so rather than remind her that I am her only daughter, I just told her I was fine and asked her what was up.  "You will never guess who I just got off the phone with." Mom teased, sounding particularly pleased with herself.  When I asked who she had spoken with, she told me to guess.  When Mom gets like that you have two options.  You can play along or you can crush her feelings and shut her down.  Whatever her news was, it had to be good.  She only plays the guess-who game when she has something really big.

 

    "Santa Claus?" I guessed.

 

    "Nope" she said.

 

    "Johnny Walker?"

 

    "No, but I did see him last night with some ice"

 

    "Rosebud?"

 

    "Who, not what."

 

    "It's my guess!  Fred and Barney Flintstone?"

 

    "It's Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble"

 

    "Maybe they decided to come out and got married, it isn't the stone age anymore you know.  So really Mom, who did you just talk to?  I have no clue."

 

    "Don't you EVER say that in front of your father!  Really honey, Fred and Barney gay?  Do you have a pen and paper nearby?"

 

    "Wha...?  They could have been, plus that Gazoo guy-- think about it Mom... I'm at my computer, I don't need a pen...." I offered, she was really starting to confound me.

 

    "223-555-6028" was her only response.  She hates it when I pervert her sainted cartoons.  She about shit the time I made her watch Adult Swim.  I repeated the number back to her and she confirmed it.

 

    "So you seem pretty excited there Mom, you gonna tell me what is going on?"

 

    "I just got off the phone with Maggie..."   My heart instantly jumped out of my chest and went right through the roof.

 

    "Colette!!!!!!" I shrieked.  "Is that Maggie's number?"

 

    "No, it's Colette's, sh..."

 

    At this point I completely cut her off.  "OkayMomIgottagonowthanksloveyou!"  the words just machine gunned out of my mouth as my Mother laughed.  I couldn't get off the phone with her fast enough.

 

    I immediately punched in the number Mom gave me and got a busy signal.  Thinking I may have mis-dialed, I immediately tried again and got the same result.  I sat there a minute and tried to calm down.  I was so excited I was getting dizzy.  Colette was my very best friend when I was young.  Play in the sprinkler in your underwear young.  We used to get into our parents drawers and get out any 'good stuff' to mess with it.  Porn, vibrators, crotchless underwear, all standard stuff but to two curious little girls that shit was fascinating.

 

    I am not sure how it started or when,  but we used to lay next to each other and we would each use the eraser end of a pencil to masturbate our clits.  I will put it to you like this....  Her family moved away the summer before Kindergarten and I only saw her a handful of times after that until the summer of the 6th grade.  When we were messing around; it was before her family moved away.  I always knew I had special feelings for my little friend.  Although Ed had to go through elaborate measures to get me to break through the issues I had about being with a woman, all Colette would have had to have done was kiss me.

 

    I would feel guilty sometimes for telling Ed I would never sleep with women because of Colette, but I had really partitioned her off in my mind.  As though sleeping with her was somehow different than sleeping with another woman, almost more like sleeping with myself.  Really, in retrospect, I wonder if some of my reluctance to sleep with other women didn't spring from such a deep sense of loyalty to her.  I wonder if all those years I was trying not to betray her.  I do know that I have always felt connected to her even though I had no clue where in the world she could be.  I probably could have tracked her down but I didn't because I was afraid.  I knew that we would sleep together if we saw each other- bottom line.

 

    Suddenly I snapped to attention and picked up the phone to try and dial again.  When I did, I heard no dial tone so I asked "Hello???"

 

    "Hello, Alice?" The chipper female voice on the other end greeted me.

 

    "Yes, I'm sorry, the phone didn't ring I was just going to dial out." I said apologetically.

 

    "You weren't trying to call Colette were you?" Her voice was very teasing and I got that dizzy feeling again.  Swooning I suppose would be the best way to describe me at that moment.  I felt the blood rush up to my cheeks and my salivary glands tighten as I blushed and grinned one of the biggest grins of my life.

 

    "Oh my God, yes I was... Colette!?!?!?!"  I asked in amazement.  I will spare you all of the details, but we were on the phone for six hours catching each other up on our lives.  My ears felt like they were about to fall off.  I had been switching back and forth between them but enough is enough.  I told her about my fiancée and how I caught him with several people.  I told her about Ed and how we had split up.  At the end of the day I was just too territorial to have another woman in the house.  It was fine for a while but once I got bored with the bitch it started to feel like an intrusion on my privacy and I started to get jealous.  The night he invited her up in to our bed I knew it was over.  I couldn't take any more.

 

    I didn't tell Colette that part though, I just told her that our relationship goals had changed.  When she asked if he didn't want to commit I told her that he actually wanted too much commitment, which he kind of did.  Colette is a sharp girl  and she didn't press the issue.  I figured we may get into it later.  It was kind of a long story and a lot of things to divulge to a person I had not spoken to in years; although I always imagined that she and I had traveled on similar paths.  We were the same age and we did tend to do things together when we were younger, almost like twins who had been separated, and it seemed we still were.  I found out during the course of the call that Colette has 2 way calling.   I just got a busy signal because we were calling each other at the same time.

 

    She asked how long it had been since I had been with Ed.  I told her that it had been 5 months and that although I had left him, it was still tough sometimes.  That was no exaggeration.  I loved him.  Besides, sex like that can be addictive.  I had learned a lot about myself during my time with Ed and I had a lot to thank him for.  He just pushed it too fast and I couldn't get over one of my most basic instincts at that pace.  Ed hadn't yet admitted his role in my leaving, but he would eventually.  For now he was angry.

 

    Colette told me about some of her failed romances.  She  told me that she had moved to New York City and went through the starving artist thing, but that she had eventually found her way to the Airlines.  She was a Flight Attendant on a major airline.  Then she told me that she had seen a newsletter a passenger had left behind that featured our company and had a picture of me in with the rest of our team.  She said as soon as she saw my face she took it as a sign and knew she should track me down.

 

    During the entire conversation we never talked about what we used to do when we were little.  We both edged around the topic.  Even through the phone I could feel the tension.  Each waiting for the other to bring it up.  Eventually as we ended the call she told me that she was flying into Chicago the next day and she said she knew it wasn't a short drive, but it was about the closest she would be getting to where I lived.  She mostly did international flights.  She was only going to be in town for four hours and knew she wouldn't even make it to my town and back in that amount of time.  She typically got an overnight stay but she wanted to catch up with her favorite captain to go to Tokyo.  I told her I would love to come see her.  She then coyly told me that I might want to bring a bag with me.  She couldn't make any promises, but said that she worked with the captain quite a bit and that she might be able to smuggle me on board.  She told me that we would be back in Chicago no later than Thursday night and mysteriously hinted that I should bring some conservative black pumps with me.

 

    It was a no-brainer.  I had my vacation scheduled and had no plans that couldn't be changed or cancelled.  I was going to mostly just hang out at the house.  We agreed where and when to meet the next day and finally hung up.  I sank back into the couch and wondered if she looked like I imagined she would.  It was not fair!  She got to see a recent picture of me- I thought about how she looked when we were young, and I thought about how self-conscious her mom Maggie had been.  I figured I probably wasn't going to run into a train-wreck.  I ran upstairs and started to pack a bag.  I was more concerned about the toys than I was the clothes.  I had a feeling I would not be wearing them much.

 

    Colette wanted to meet at a funky Mexican restaurant in Chicago.  The closer I got to it, the more sweaty my palms got.  I had tried through the years to not over-idealize her.  I hoped she had done the same with me.  I really didn't want her to be disappointed with me.  According to the directions I got off the internet, the place was only about 10 minutes away.  I tried not to think about things that would make me more wet than what I already was during those seemingly eternal last few minutes.  When I pulled up to the place, I took a deep breath and gathered my courage as I got out of the car.

 

    The bell over the door rang when I walked in, causing Colette's gaze to snap up from the menu to the door.  She jumped to her feet, almost knocking the chair back.  I could not believe my eyes; she was stunning.  I could have idealized her all day long and still not been disappointed.  Her sandy hair had natural golden highlights in it.  She had large dark blue eyes and a beauty mark by her mouth that only drew more attention to her full lips.  I wanted to knock her down and pull her jeans off to see if her other lips inspired the same urge to nibble.  She instantly made me think of hot butterscotch.

 

    "Alice Parker!" Colette squealed as I hurried over and we embraced.  God she smelled so good and she had a nice rack too!

 

    "Colette, I never thought I would see you again!  I am so happy to see you!  You look great!" I complimented as she blushed slightly.  We rattled on to each other like we had the night before on the phone.  After about 2 hours and a great lunch, we decided to go to a nearby park and hang out until we had to get ready for the flight.  It was a beautiful day.  The sun was shining and the temperature was about 74 with a light, mild breeze.  We strolled around for a while and finally sat down on a bench while Colette called the captain she had talked about from her cell.  She told him that I was still interested in going on the flight and she wanted to make sure it would be okay to  bring me along.  "Nooo..." I heard her say then she followed it with "Hold on I will make sure she knows."

 

    "Alice," she started hesitantly, "Do you remember what we did when we were little- with the pencils?"  I nodded my head as she continued, "Wellllll.... you may have to pay for your trip in THAT kind of way." She covered the mouth piece of the phone and whispered "Don't worry, he is hot and he knows what the fuck he is doing."  I got the feeling this trip was going to be more interesting than I had already anticipated.

 

    "Am I paying by myself, or are you going to help share my fare?"  I asked with a twinkle in my eye.

 

    "Only if you promise to repay me when we get to Tokyo" she said as she stroked my cheek with the back of her finger tips.  I agreed with the arrangement.  She told the captain that everything was cool and that we would see him soon.  The second she got off the phone she licked her lips and looked at me in a hungry way.  That was all the prompting I needed.  I straddled her lap and pressed my lips to hers.  Her hands flew on to my hips as her tongue danced with mine.  I didn't care where we were.  I didn't care that it was the middle of the day.  I didn't care that she was a woman.  All I knew at that moment was how much I wanted her.

 

    I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and started kissing down her neck.  Her eyes closed as her head went back.  Moaning she pushed her hand up my shirt and under my bra.  I unbuttoned the top few buttons of her bustier top and pulled one of her tits out.  It was beautiful, and my mouth automatically latched on to her hard nipple while her hand moved from my tit and went between my legs.  I took my mouth off her nipple and started kissing her again.  By that point, we each had two handfuls of the other's hair and we were grinding our pussies together as best we could through our jeans.

 

    "HOLY SHIT!!!"  I heard tires scraping cement.  Colette and I both looked our left.  Two guys in biking gear had come to a complete stop on the sidewalk that ran in front of the bench, and they were staring at us with their chins on their chests.  Colette immediately started buttoning her top back up.

 

    "THANKS A LOT ASSHOLE!"  to the right of the bench stood a kid that looked about 17.  He was rapidly stroking a stiffy through his shorts.  "Come on guys, you don't have to stop, please?" The kid whined as I climbed off Colette's lap.  Giggling, we got up and trotted off toward the car while the three guys watched, disappointed.  I looked back and the guy on the bike that had been silent punched his big-mouthed friend in the arm as he yelled "Yeah, fuckin' ASSHOLE!"

 

    Colette told me to stop at a fast food place so we could change.  She had a uniform for me to wear and told me to grab my pumps.  She gave me some lovely nude colored thigh-high pantyhose and told me that the captain preferred them.  A woman and a toddler were washing their hands when we went in, so we each took a stall.  I am a little taller than she is, so the skirt looked a bit higher than hers.  We wore the same shirt size so I looked alright when I looked at myself through the mirror over the sink.  She came out of her stall and told me to twirl.  I laughingly obliged her request.  She nodded at my skirt and said "Let me see them."

 

    I knew she meant the hose so I lifted up my skirt to my hips.  "My God Alice you are so wet!" she exclaimed.  I looked down and saw what I already knew.  My pink silk panties were completely saturated and glued to my mound like a second skin. You could see my clit and everything.  Colette walked toward me and pushed my panties to the side and rubbed on my clit as she kissed me.  My legs parted more for her as her finger slid into my aching pussy.  We heard women's voices coming toward the bathroom door.  Her finger went into her mouth as my skirt dropped.  I reached up and quickly pulled my panties into place as Colette brushed her shoulder length hair in the mirror.  We left as two elderly women walked in gossiping about grandchildren.

 

    Getting me on to the plane was easy.  Colette just joked to the security guys that they needed to keep their pants on so they didn't scare me off and that she was tired of training new girls because of them.  Once we got on the plane, she informed me that she was working first class and told me it is usually filled with businessmen.  She said it was mostly calm but cautioned me that they could get wild at times.  I only half heard her as I was already fantasizing.  I asked her when I would be meeting this hot captain.  She told me it would be later when things calmed down and went to tell the other first class attendant that she and I had it covered; still acting as though I were just a new employee.

 

    She was not kidding when she said I was going to have to pay for my flight.  Those bastards kept us hopping for the first half of the flight.  The more they drank, the more grabby they got.  Colette was trying to discourage it, so I followed suit; although I was disappointed.  Some of those guys looked pretty good.  After a while, like rowdy children, they started to tire out and fall asleep.  I rolled my cart back to the galley and Colette helped me unload the trash.  I told her I didn't expect to have to pull an actual shift. I thought I was only going to have to put out.

 

    She laughed and told me it was the best way to get rid of the other attendant so we could have some privacy.  The other attendant's new boyfriend was working in the business class so she had been only too eager to go.  Colette asked me if the passengers were settled as we both peeked out to see.  Most looked like they had passed out and the ones that had not, looked like they were about to go.  We stepped back into the galley and Colette pushed me up against one of the refrigerators.  Reaching up under my skirt, she pulled my panties down and I kicked them off.

 

    "Do you have any idea how long I have waited for this?" Colette whispered in my ear.

 

    "Oh yes, I think I do." I replied as my hands started going up the outsides of her thighs.  I reached her panties and started to pull them down.  I inhaled sharply when I saw they were just as wet as mine.  I knelt between the refrigerator and Colette and as I held her skirt up with one hand, I looked at her closely cropped bush.  I ran my index finger along her slit from her glistening wet clit to her equally saturated asshole.  "Oh Colette, you are as wet as I am." I whispered moving my lips toward her pretty little cunt.  I started teasing her clit with my tongue and she started moaning softly.  I was wondering how we were going to be quiet long enough to pull this off when she pulled back away from me.

 

    "What is it?" I asked, alarmed that I may have done something wrong.

 

    "Nothing, I have to call Brian" she said as she picked up the handset on the wall.  All she said was "We're ready." and hung up.  I had heard the captain say his name was Brian something or other at the start of the flight, so I knew I was not going to have any real alone time with my friend just yet.  She came back over to me and we started unbuttoning each other's blouse.

 

    "We probably have a few minutes until he gets here" she said as she unzipped my skirt.  "You just have to be slutty for a little bit and then you can have me all to yourself" she whispered in my ear.  My body broke out in goosebumps when she said the word 'slutty' and she picked up on it immediately.  "Alice... are you a little slut

too?" she panted in my ear.  She sounded delighted.

 

    "Why yes Colette, I am" I replied as we sat down, dressed only in the thigh-high stockings.  She gently pushed me backward and turned around so she was straddling my face.  I could feel the heat from her pussy, she was so excited.  Although I had not tasted many pussies at that point, hers was by far the sweetest tasting.  I guess she must have liked the way my twat tasted too, because she was going at it with enthusiasm.  I was just about to get off; it sounded like she was too, when a man's voice said "What is going on here?"  I was shocked.  I had not even heard the door open and I had no idea how long he had been watching. 

 

    Colette looked up and said "Hi Captain!  This is Alice.  She just told me she is a little slut too!"

 

    "I can see that!" the man's voice said with amusement.  I peeked over her ass as he walked around my head and exclaimed "Jesus, Colette, you could have told me she was cute!  I was thinking if I got lucky, she would be decent!"  He undid his belt and pants and took them off.  His cock wasrock hard and jutting out in front of him like a weapon.  He pushed Colette's legs further apart and got on his knees.  "Now why don't you girls show me why you think you are little sluts," he said as he jabbed his cock into my friend's pussy above me.

 

    Colette and I needed no direction.  She picked up where she had left off, licking my pussy.  It felt like it couldn't get any more swollen.  I started licking Brian's balls as he fucked in and out.  He pulled out far enough that I was able to lick the underside of his dick a few times too.  He pulled all the way out and pushed his prick down until I was swallowing his head when he growled "That's right bitch, suck your friend's cunt off my cock.  Oh yeah, you are some whores alright." he said as I took the rest of him in my mouth and he started fingering Colette.  Colette was driving me crazy.  She seemed to know right where to lick, right when to stick her fingers in my holes.

 

    With everything I was feeling and seeing, I couldn't take anymore and I came with Brian's cock stifling my moans.  My moaning was getting Brian even more excited.  To my disappointment, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped my face with it while he said "You sit on my cock, you on my face." he said as he slapped Colette's ass.  She and I got up while he laid down.  I have to say, this galley seemed like it was large compared to those I had seen on domestic flights.  Still, there was not a ton of room in there.

 

    I sat on Brian's cock while Colette straddled his head facing me.  She and I were kissing each other, swallowing each other's grunts and moans while he fucked me and ate her.  She reached down and started playing with my clit as he continued to thrust, increasing the force with each stroke.  It started to feel more humid as we all panted.  Colette and I were so wet there were spots on the floor, contributing to the humidity.  Colette started squirming on Brian's face as she started to cum.  She pulled her mouth away from mine and throwing her head back, she cried out.  Loudly.  Brian slapped her ass hard while I pulled her head back to mine and stuck my tongue back into her mouth.

 

    At that moment Brian started to twitch in my tight box as he hosed down the inside of my cunt with his jizz.  He didn't waste any time dumping us off him the second he was done cumming.  He jumped to his feet and pulling Colette's hair he hissed "Clean it bitch!".  She lovingly sucked him until he was completely soft as he continued to pull her hair.  He looked down and me and saw my lower lip sticking out.  "Jealous?" he sneered, continuing without waiting for a reply, "Don't worry, you will get a turn again slut." he said as he pulled his pants back on and headed back to the cabin.

 

    "Want something to drink?" Colette asked me as she opened one of the a refrigerators and pulled out a water.  She took a drink and handed the bottle to me.  I took a deep drink and handed the bottle back.  She shook it at me after she capped it and asked "You ever put it up your ass?"

 

    "Water?" I asked.  She nodded "You mean an enema?" I asked.  She nodded again looking more excited.  "Yes I have." I told her.

 

    "Did you like it?"

 

    "It was alright.  It is something that I had to acquire the taste for.  How about you?" I asked her.

 

    "I like them a lot.  Do you think when we get to Tokyo we can give each other an enema?" she asked.  She was so cute when she was being coy.

 

    "Sure we can." I promised.

 

    "Ooooh good!" she squealed as she clapped her hands together.  "Now how would you like me lick Brian's cum out of your pussy?" she asked.

 

    "I would like it a lot."  I said as I leaned back against a 'fridge, pulling my knees up, I slid my ass down a little more.  Colette was lapping as much juice out of my fuck-hole as she could with her tongue when the door swung open with a crash.  I looked up and a bloated business man walked in.  His hard dick was in his fist, jutting out of his fly.  I could see the pre-cum oozing out of it.

 

    "Well hell!  I wanted an extra pillow but now I think I want in on that!" he shouted with a Texan accent.

 

    "Shhhh!" we both chastised him as I grabbed his nuts and pulled him toward me.  He was long and I gagged as I tried to swallow him. The door opened again as a half-drunk man called out "Red!  What are you do....  Ohhhhhh." the man said as he walked in.  He pulled his pants and boxers half way down his thighs.  "Do you mind?" he asked Colette as he knelt behind her.  She stopped eating me long enough to consent.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him shift his cock up a bit.  "How about here?" he asked hopefully.

 

    "Oooh... alright." she agreed reluctantly.  He stuck a finger in her ass and decreed it to be a tight one.  Ol' Red started grunting and groaning loudly as he fucked my throat.  All I knew was that if these guys didn't start keeping it down we were going to have a crowd.  Colette was just starting to get her ass reamed when the door banged open yet again.

 

    "Not so fast there partners!  How is it you get to have all the fun here?"  another strange male voice yelled out.  That was all it took.  Men all over first class started to wake up.  The fastest ones crowded around the door.  Red was done at that point; he flooded my tonsils with semen while his friend pulled out and Colette stopped her wonderful licking and sat next to me.

 

    "Now that is first class!" one voice called out.

 

    "Damn I don't think anyone else could fit in there." bemoaned another voice.

 

    "We can't all fuck them, there are what?  35 of us?" a concerned voice asked.

 

    "39 but I don't think the new guy is going to wake up.  I think it is up to the girls though.  I am not getting involved in a corporate rape scandal."  another answered.

 

    Colette and I looked at each other and she spoke up ending the debate.  "I don't think my friend and I are prepared to entertain you all at this time in the conventional way.  Since we are going to Japan, I propose a Bukkake."  I have to hand it to her, she was fucking brilliant.  We were helped up off the floor and taken back out into the cabin.  Colette knelt on the floor in one aisle and I knelt in the other one.  Men crowded around us standing on the seats and anywhere else they could wedge in.  I couldn't even see my friend anymore through the bodies.  I had never seen so many cocks pointed at me at one time in my life.  I loved it.

 

    I stroked and licked as many as I could reach while the men worked to cover me in their seed.  A couple of guys got the bright idea to start jacking off with my hair.  It wasn't too long before the first one popped off and once he did the others started to cum too.  I felt it splattering all over my body.  I never felt so high as I scooped some up and sucked it off my fingers.

 

    I stood up in time to see men start backing away from Colette who stood up as well.  We looked at each other and started laughing.  We were both a mess.  I walked over to her and we embraced as we started licking each other's face clean.  "Harris, remind me to tell Dora we are only using this airline from now on when we get back." I heard Red say as he stared engrossed at the sight of Colette and I giving each other a tongue bath.

 

    By the time the plane touched down, Colette and I were mostly clean.  We had our clothes back on and we were able to use her make up kit to freshen up.  We tossed our hose, they were cum splattered and torn anyway.  The only thing we could not fix was our hair.  All we could do was pull it back.  Thank God we thought about that before it dried.  Colette told me she had to talk to the Captain before we got off the plane.  I followed her back to the Captain's cabin.  His co-pilot brushed past us with out a second glance.

 

    "Brian?" she asked timidly as she stuck her head in the door.

 

    "You didn't." he challenged as soon as he saw her.

 

    "Welllll I kind of had to... we got caught."  Wait a minute here, I thought.... she has done this before?  She saw the look on my face and smiled sweetly.

 

    "You know what I said last time.  If you did it again you were going to what now...? he asked.

 

    "I was going to go to Madame Li's for an extended layover." she said cautiously then quickly added "But Alice..."

 

    He cut her off.  "But Alice what?"  He asked.  "You said she was a little slut too didn't you?"

 

    "Yes but.."

 

    "Did she participate in your little party?"

 

    "Well yes, but..."

 

    "But what?  But she probably needs the discipline as badly as you do?" he asked.

 

    "Probably she does Sir." she said reluctantly.

 

    "Very good then... Alice?" he looked at me, "Do you think you could stay a week or so?"

 

    "Yes Sir!"  I was getting WAY more than I had bargained for and I could not have been more thrilled.

 

    "It's settled then."  Brian said.  "Now you girls get some sleep.  You are going to be very busy soon.  Colette, I expect you and your friend to both behave accordingly and not embarrass me.  I do not want another German Incident.  Do you understand?"

 

    "Yes Sir, I understand" she said looking ashamed.  I was going to have to find out what this was all about later.

 

    As we walked through the terminal toward the rental cars, Colette asked, "Are you seriously okay with this because Brian was not kidding.  I mean I don't want to push you into anything you don't want."

 

    "Do you mean am I okay with being belittled, spanked and fucked by a cruel Asian bitch?  Why not?  You only live once."

 

    She beamed as she took my hand and squeezed it.  "I am so glad I found you" she said, "We are going to have SO much fun!"