New Chapter of San Lorenzo's Sisters (2)
Faith dozed off during the flight from Venice to Madrid after a sleepless night filled with lustful dreams. The sleep, though short, seemed blissful compared to her restless prior slumber. Donning a navy blue sweatshirt and sweatpants with a white border around the "UNCG" emblem on her thigh, she felt at ease as she waited for her flight back to Charlotte. Sitting in the gate area, she observed the variety of people surrounding her.
A Muslim family in conservative attire, heads covered, and keeping to themselves caught her attention. A young man sporting a Carolina Blue t-shirt, khaki shorts, and boat shoes with his bright blonde-haired fiancée in a tank top and white capris messaging each other on their phones piqued her interest. Nearby, a group of businessmen in black suits and ties, likely waiting for the Cathay Pacific flight, waited patiently.
The sound of the airport loudly announced that American Airlines Flight 749 to Charlotte was boarding. After the announcement, Faith put her personal belongings together and waited her turn to board. When she reached her row near the rear of the plane, she dug through her bag for a hairtie to arrange her hair. As she looked up to find a suitable spot for her bag beneath the seat in front of her, she was astonished to discover a handsome Black man, taller than average and in his mid-late thirties, stationed in the aisle, wearing a black Polo shirt, navy blue jeans, and white and black Nikes.
He smiled and said, "Excuse me, pardon my intrusion. I'm taking up a little extra space; I can't help it."
"Absolutely not an issue," Faith replied and smiled back before shaking his hand. She admired his strong grip, noticing how his shirt highlighted his muscular arms. Jack, hearing her, smiled again and took his seat, unaware the plane had already begun moving from the gate.
Several minutes later, Jack took note of the UNCG letters on Faith's sweatpants.
"University of North Carolina Greensboro?" Jack inquired. "I was under the impression you attended their nursing program. Do spartans not hail from locations like Greensboro or Charlotte in your case?"
Faith clarified, "No, I'm originally from a little town on the Crystal Coast. It has beaches, but it's not quite like Greensboro. As for Charlotte, I miss it occasionally."
"Wow, a beach lover with pale skin? From the look of you, I'd never have imagined your affinity for beaches."
"I've never been able to tan. Friends would tan all summer at the beach, but I'd stay a ghost," she shared, joining his laughter.
"Fair enough," Jack replied, his gaze lingering on her invisible tan lines. "I find your skin tone quite striking."
Intrigued by their conversation, a flight attendant approached to offer her passengers their meal selections.
"Do you prefer the barbeque chicken or the vegetarian option?" the attendant inquired. Jack was about to respond when Faith covered his hand with her own.
"I'll have the vegetarian meal, thank you. And, Jack?" He glanced at her with curiosity. "Could you please check the back for a Dr. Pepper?"
The attendant gave Faith an odd look before replying, "The drink cart will soon be passing by. They'll have a Dr. Pepper for you, ma'am." The flight attendant handed the meals to them and asked Jack, "What would you like, Sir?"
"The barbeque chicken option, please," the attendant handed it to him, and he turned to face Faith.
"Sweetheart?" Jack asked, smiling.
"We're apparently dating for the attendants. I'd prefer to avoid the potential misconception that the tall, dark stranger is making unwanted moves on the fair-skinned woman he's seated beside," she confided.
"I have no issues with sharing theSnapshot title with a beautiful woman," he smiled. "And I'd never engage in unwelcome advances." Faith was touched by his response and reciprocated with a grin. "I'm Faith if you didn't catch that earlier," she added. "And you?"
"Jack," he replied, returning her smile. "Now, how about I give you a little tour of my apartment instead?"
"Now?" Faith questioned before playing with his growing erection beneath his jeans. "Is this unwelcome?"
"Far from it," Jack confirmed. Faith returned his smile while moving her hand up his thigh. "I'll take you to my place when we land," Jack murmured as they shared a passionate, eager kiss.
Two people continued chatting until interrupted by a "Excuse me" from an aisle. A blonde woman with a beverage cart appeared. She was average height, pale skin, and flat shoes, wearing the same uniform dress as the other attendants. Not particularly ugly nor pretty, she wouldn't stand out in a crowd but had a certain beauty to her. "Can I get you something to drink?" she questioned.
"I'll have a Sprite," replied the man named Jack. "And you wanted a Dr. Pepper, right babygirl?"
Faith smiled at Jack while continuing to stroke his cock through his jeans. Turning her attention to the attendant, she said, "but a Dr. Pepper will have to do... for now."
The attendant blushed as she witnessed Faith's brazen actions and realized what Faith meant. She promptly turned her focus to the cart, finding their drinks and moving on to the next set of passengers.
Faith and Jack resumed their conversation, discussing their recent trips: Jack at a work conference and Faith in Italy. After a while, the trash carts came to collect, and the cabin lights dimmed. Faith returned her hand to Jack's thigh and began to stroke his cock again. Jack returned the favor with a deep, passionate kiss. Their desires grew as they both anticipated physical satisfaction.
Jack questioned, "How far do you want this to go, babygirl?"
Faith glanced around, eyeing the plane's interior before requesting, "Get into the bathroom on the back left; lock it until I knock, and I'll be there in a minute."
Without hesitation, Jack walked to the bathroom, entered, and locked it. Faith fetched a minute, her thoughts racing and desires growing stronger. She pondered whether she was really going to proceed with this, sleeping with a man she'd just met. Had the Shaman been real? A dream? Or just induced by food or drinks? As her own questions swirled in her head, she decided to act.
She pulled the door open, closed it, and locked it. Standing before Jack, he was already seated, his thick Black cock exposed. He warmly greeted her with, "Good little snowbunny girls don't make their Daddies wait".
Faith complied, kneeling down and gripping his cock. She licked it, feeling it lengthen and thicken in her hand. As his cock grew, her excitement intensified. The wetness between her legs increased, her longing for him growing. Faith bobbed her head and stroked until Jack's cock reached the back of her throat, feeling like steel in her hand. Smiling, Jack encouraged her with, "That's a good babygirl; keep going."
Faith stood and removed her top, revealing her modest chest and supportive bra. Jack's large hands moved across her body immediately, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples. Then, his hands slid over her slim waist and tight stomach, finally gripping her full ass. He raised her into the air, placing her on his lap. Their mouths locked in a passionate embrace once more, their wanton eyes glued together. Faith leaned back slightly, her tight pussy lines up with his cock, and uttered, "I will serve my purpose!"
Faith collapsed onto the immense dark cock that belonged to Jack, coming with an intense force just from being inside of it. Her wet walls could stretch and would accept almost half his length with ease. Jack pulled her back and forth on him, not giving her a moment to recover. "Oh my God! Fuck babygirl!" he barked as he thrust his large black cock into her small white pussy. The sensation of being filled and stretched urged a mix of pain and pleasure that quelled in satisfaction. Jack's hands groped and spanked the bottom of her breasts.
The stimulation coursing through her body was unreal. When Jack slipped his hands down to her firm ass, she marveled at the bursts of pleasure he was causing. "I just love a black man's ass. There's no other ass made like yours!"
Feeling a heightened rush of pleasure, Faith quickly shot her legs around him, her arms reaching back to hold on. "Oh, yes!" she rasped. "Fuck me harder!"
"Are you a good slut?" Jack inquired and spreads his hands across her breasts. Faith looped her fingers to her nipples and groaned her affirmation.
"Do you like having my black cock worshiping you?"
"Yes! I need this! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Faith growled, her hips lifting to encase Jack's length.
"Where do you want my load, my sexy snowbunny?" he asked.
"God! I don't care! I just want it!"
Pulling her hips down, exposing her ass, Jack drove into her wildly. Just as she sensed his climax approaching, he slammed into her long and hard. "Ah!" He roared as he pumped his cum into her. Faith milked him until his orgasms stopped, and when he halted his thrusts and withdrew from her, she collected the seed on her hands, staring at it as it fell from his length.
Hitting the floor, Faith decided to finalize her actions in the bathroom. She zipped her jeans and shrugging on her sweatshirt. Her eyes glinted with devilish thoughts as she noticed Jack had regained his erection. She waved him over and took care of it, then she looked at him with mischievous eyes. "I promised to help you - remains true."
His hungry gaze devoured her. "And how are you going to help me?"
"I have an idea," Faith spoke softly, still with that glow of desire. The glow on her face intensified the more she imagined what she was about to suggest.
Opening the door, she poked her head out and checked the restroom, making sure no one was watching them. "I don't care if he sees what he needs. I need a cum," Faith said and stepped out. When she saw the attendant from before, she made her move, kissing her. Because they were both of the lesbian leaning, it was a sweet but passionate kiss.
Mandy stepped back, clearly shocked but eventually surrendering to the attraction. With a softness in her expression, she asked, "Do you mean...?".
"I need your help to take care of my boyfriend," Faith stated.
Blushing slightly, the attendant nodded in agreement and knocked on the door.
Jack groaned internally at what happened, but his cock came to life again.
Faith viewed the happiness and satisfaction puddling around Jack's eyes. "I indeed am a woman of my word," she joked.
Jack stifled a laugh as he made sense of her previous statement. "You have a gift for finding perfect asses. Just like that attendant's." His hands roamed over Faith's backside.
She knew it was true, but sighed wistfully. "I don't feel like I have that," she admitted with a sigh. "High school boys would make fun of my large ass, and women would brag about how their breasts got bigger... mines never increased." Instruction flushed her cheeks. "I'm a bit sensitive about it," Faith confessed.
Jack kissed her forehead. "You're beautiful the way you are, Faith." He lifted her chin, so her gaze rested on his. "I love your ass." And then continued. "It's a perfect fit for black men like me. And your breasts are so fucking cute!"
Faith snuggled into his arms, feeling reassured but shaming. "Eyeroll! Thank you," she answered with a soft smile. Her legs lied up on the table as they enjoyed the silence twirling around them.
The drink cart appeared, and she was startled from her peaceful nest. The blonde attendant appeared with their drinks. Though she didn't speak a word, Jack's ex's handwriting decorated the side of the napkin as her cheeks reddened.
"'Thank you for letting me help your boyfriend; I wouldn't mind being helpful again... - Mandy xxx-xxx-xxxx'" Faith read aloud as the smile bloomed on her lips. "Could she really be into us?"
She turned to face Jack and gave him a teasing glance. "Looks like you have a fan; she lives in Charlotte, just like you! Hopefully, she enjoys Black men the same way... Oh, I hope so."
Jack took the napkin and smirked. He pulled out his phone, "What's your number, sweetheart?"
"xxx-xxx-xxxx" Faith responded with a bright smile. Jack added her number to his contacts, naming it 'Snowbunny Faith'.
"After we land, I'll text you so you have my number as well. I'm really hoping you'll tell me when you'll be in town again, sweetheart. I'd love to take you out for some real fun and possibly introduce you to a friend of mine."
"Ooh!" replied Faith. "Who's your friend? Is he Black? Does he like white girls too?"
Jack chuckled. "Slow down, sweetheart. His name is Chris. Yes, he's Black, and guess what? He's a plastic surgeon at the hospital I work at."
Faith's face lit up with excitement, imagining herself with two Black men while her large breasts bounced around.
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