The Final Encounter - Lily #6

Lily and Sasha had now had two encounters on Carriage 4 and some time together outside the train journeys, but Lily was back on her own in Carriage 4.

Lily contemplated, "What if" Sasha walked back on this train again, "What if" the mysterious older man reappeared, everything felt unfinished and chaotic. She shuffled in her seat in the corner of the train and needed to regain her confidence.

Familiar lighting, patterned seats, hum of the rails and who knows what, her mind drifted as her fingers traced the condensation of the windows slowly, writing the words "Sasha".

Lily acknowledged they both needed time to breathe, but how she missed her touch, the sensual and electric feeling between them.

She was on a journey to discover who she was and what she wanted, and it was still unclear to her.

That's when a man boarded, by himself. He wore a dark coat and sat two rows down and diagonally from Lily. Not once did he try to catch her eye. He wasn't performing. He was existing. Present. Undistracted. He intrigued Lily instantly, but she let the carriage settle into rhythm. Let the hum of movement do its part.

He reached into his coat pocket and removed a small object. A wooden token, circular, smooth-edged. He began turning it between his fingers, slowly, like a worry stone. Not for show. Not to catch anyone's eye. But something about it intrigued Lily. Silence continued as the train passed two more stops.

Lily decided to do something about this silence and stood up, her dress on display, her hair falling down her back, the dress short, her breasts and cleavage on display. It was time to make her move. Time to go after this handsome and intriguing man.

One step. Another, she took the seat across from him. This was another move Lily wasn't accustomed to. Normally, they came to her in the corner, but she decided he was worthy of a closer look. He didn't look up at first. Just acknowledged her with the faintest lift of his brow, then tucked the token away in his coat. His silence wasn't defensive. It was deliberate.

"What was that?" Lily asked softly.

He looked at her, grey eyes, gentle, clear. "A reminder," he said.

"Of what?"

"To stay grounded."

Most men, most people, answer questions with the intent to impress. He didn't. His answer was simple and honest. This was a refreshing change and only made her more curious.

"Lily," she said, offering her hand.

He hesitated only a moment, then said, "Elias."

They shook hands, and they both let the contact linger. His grip was firm, but he didn't hold on longer than needed.

Lily looked around. Carriage 4 once again descended into silence, just the two of them; it was now well past midnight.

"You're not like I'm used to," Lily said.

"I'm not?" he then replied

There was no arrogance in his voice. No self-praise. Just truth.

"So," she said, "You're very quiet. What does someone like you want from someone like me?"

His gaze didn't flinch. "Maybe nothing."

Lily smiled. "That's a first."

"May I ask," he said after a long pause, "why did you move seats?"

She thought about lying. She thought about teasing. But instead, she said: "You intrigue me, and I like what I see... very much!"

He nodded slowly, then smiled properly for the first time. Lily's heart skipped a beat.

He tilted his head. "I wait for moments. Not outcomes, take chances when they come." The train hummed beneath us. Outside, the city blurred past, flickering with neon and shadow.

"Elias," she said quietly, "I don't often ask. But I'll ask now."

He waited.

"Would you kiss me?"

Elias's brow didn't raise. His hands didn't move. But his energy shifted, open, receptive. He stood up, removed his coat and placed it on the overhead shelf and sat back down. "Please will you sit with me?", he finally said.

Lily moved over, sat next to him, her dress rode up as Elias looked down at the long legs in front of him, as he scanned up to her thighs, then glanced up to her breasts and then finally to Lily's smile.

"You like what you see?" Lily enquired

He leaned forward slowly, not assertively. Not teasing. And when his lips met Lily's, it sparked intensity she didn't expect.

She closed her eyes, taking in the moment with this man; there was no rush, no performance, just heat, but with an added softness. When they pulled back, neither said anything for a while. Then he touched the token in his pocket again.

"Still grounded?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, "but now a little lighter."

Lily exhaled a laugh, breathless, real.

"Now what?" she said

"Now I touch you", came his reply.

He leaned into her again and kissed her neck, gentle, sensual kisses as she exposed her neck further, enjoying his lips on her skin.

"You smell good, Lily", he said, placing his hand on her face and turning her head. Their eyes locked as he smiled and kissed her long and deep.

The hum of the train had become a second heartbeat, their passion was telling as both of their hands wandered, touching and feeling their way, kisses becoming more frantic, their tongues teasing.

Lily's hand found his hard on, her breath caught as she realised how turned on he was and unzipped his trousers and pulled him free.

He quietly moaned as she brushed her hand up and down his hardening cock, and he pulled her top down, exposing her breasts and teased her nipple between his fingers.

Lily stood up and pulled her dress up, revealing her lace underwear. In the aisle, pulled them down and tossed them to one side. Then, she surprised him and went back alongside him, straddled his lap as he sat, her knees on either side of him on the chair.

"This is better", Lily said, kissed him once again and knelt up and pushed Elias's face into her breasts. Then she reached down and grabbed his cock and eased herself on him, slow and deliberate.

As she sank back down on him, she let out a moan as his hard cock slowly entered her. She felt him deep inside her, her pussy wet and aching for him. Who was this man? What had he done to her?

"You feel good inside me", as Elias grabbed her ass in his hands.

She slowly started riding him, her hips rotating as she leaned in and kissed him hard, feeling her wetness on his cock as the train came to a halt.

"You feel amazing, Lily, who'd have thought..."

"Shit! My stop!" as panic spread across her face, blinking out of the window, surprised to find the familiar lights outside. "I didn't even notice," she murmured.

He tilted his head. "Do you want to go?" concern in his voice.

"No, I need you and your cock right now", and started working him faster.

His hands reached her hair, and he pulled her head back and exposed her neck again before running his tongue up along her skin, then kissed her once more.

As their bodies worked each other, they became breathless, lost in the moment between themselves as the train started again, Lily's moaning becoming louder, the heat and tension and excitement growing, and neither of them felt watched or seen.

The doors to the carriage hissed open!

And in walked Sasha.

She moved like she always did, with purpose, with posture, with eyes that scanned and locked immediately onto the pair of them.

Her gaze hit Lily like a gust of cold air.

Lily stopped, still straddling Elias, his cock inside her. He stopped kissing her neck and removed his hands from her breasts.

Sasha's brow lifted ever so slightly. No words. Just a flicker, that perfect Sasha mixture of restraint and judgment, of irritation smoothed into elegance.

Sasha sat on the other side of the aisle.

"Lily," she said coolly.

"Sasha."

Elias's mouth dropped open. "You know her?"

"I didn't expect to see you here," Lily said, too calmly.

"Clearly," she said, her eyes sliding between us. "Though I'm not surprised. You always did like the late hours, and you've been busy, Lily, don't stop on my account."

"Are you enjoying her pussy?" Sasha continued, looking at the man.

Lily got off him, his cock hard and glistening from Lily's pussy.

"Oh my", Sasha replied, licking her lips and displaying a wicked grin.

"Um, oh, sorry", he stumbled and reached down to try and hide his hard-on.

"Don't", Sasha said. I want to touch you, and so she stood up and removed her top, displaying her breasts in front of him. "Maybe I can have a go at him, Lily?

"Sasha, stop it", Lily replied.

"No way, you cheat on me with him, at least I can do is help him".

"I should move carriages", he replied

"No," Sasha said sharply. "Stay. It's more fun this way." Sasha cupped her breasts. "Like what you see?"

Lily shot Sasha a warning look. Sasha gave her a tight smile, not cruel, not kind. Complicated, like always.

"We were just leaving," Lily said, rising.

"Were you?" she asked, glancing at the dark window. "Because it looks like you already missed your stop, enjoying cock instead of my pussy!"

Lily sat back down with a resigned look next to him.

"So," Sasha said, folding her arms, still topless.

"Are you going to introduce us?"

Lily hesitated. Then, "Elias, this is Sasha. Sasha, Elias."

The exchange of nods was brief and unreadable.

"Elias," she said, testing his name, "you seem... quiet." as his face reddened.

"Move out of the way, Lily", Sasha instructed, "I want to touch his cock", and promptly pulled Lily out of the seat and sat next to Elias.

The tension sat thick between them all now, not hostile, but charged.

"You always liked playing with fire," Sasha said softly to Lily. "Now watch me!" as she leaned over and took Elias semi-hard on in her mouth. Her tongue delicately teasing his cock, her lips wrapped around him and sliding him in and out of her warm, wet mouth. Sasha felt Elias cock hardening again as she continued.

"Sasha, please stop now", Lily exclaimed further and started to pull at Sasha, but then noticed as Elias closed his eyes and placed his hands on her head, and let out a gentle moan as she worked him that he was enjoying himself.

"No, Elias! Don't let her" she cried out. "That's what she wants".

"Sasha! Stop It" but Sasha was still far too engrossed in her actions, but stopped briefly and turned to Lily to mutter, "I can taste your pussy on his cock, Lily", and pushed his cock down her throat and gagged on him.

She then stopped and looked up at him,

"You're going to cum in my mouth, Elias, if it's the last thing I do tonight", as she wanked him off fast and kissed him on his lips.

Lily just sat and watched from the other side of the aisle. Mouth open, just in shock for what was happening. She liked this man, but Sasha was now controlling him.

"I'm on the edge", Elias murmured as Sasha sank her mouth back on him and felt him pulse his warm cum into her mouth, greedily taking him.

She then stopped, silently got up and turned to Lily and sat next to her. Then put her face right into Lily's and grabbed her hair and tilted her head back.

Before Lily knew it, Sasha opened her mouth as cum trickled out over Lily's mouth and, with instinct, started licking Sasha's lips, tasting Elias on her.

Elias said nothing, but watched intently, for someone who was quiet and grounded, he had been taken by surprise tonight.

He watched the two women kiss between them, his cum on their mouths, their tongues and the passion was telling.

Sasha was the first to stop, looking into Lily's eyes, both staring at each other.

"I'm only here for a few stops," Sasha then said. "Just passing through, hoping to see you, but not expecting this, now what?".

The three of them sat in silence, unsure what to say or do next. Lily didn't know what the next stop held. Whether she would rise with Elias or stay behind, whether Sasha would linger or vanish like smoke or even take Elias with her.

But for now, in the quiet rhythm of the train, all three were suspended, three people caught between the past, the possible, and the present.

Outside, the lights blurred past and once again the train was slowing. Elias sat alone and after sorting himself out, got his coat. His decision was made. Next stop he was gone.

Lily looked up at him. "Will I see you again Elias?"

"No fucking chance Lily and bye.. Sasha" as he strode by the doors waiting for the train to stop.

"So now we've had him between us Lily, what do you think we do?"

The train stopped and Elias departed and then the journey continued. Next stop in five minutes.

Silence descended for the next few minutes as the announcement of the next stop came over the train speakers. Both contemplating where they were now and what should happen next.

Lily looked at Sasha. She was still topless, she was gorgeous in her eyes, but this has got too complicated and spoke "After that performance Sasha, I think... we just fuck it off" and stood up shoved passed Sasha.

Sasha's jaw tightened, only slightly. A flare of something crossed her face, maybe surprise, hurt, but she gave no scene. Just a nod. And a half-smile, bittersweet and elegant.

"I guess we do," she said. Resignation in her voice.

The train stopped and Lily walked off not turning back.

Sasha just sat there, topless as a young man entered the carriage and her face perked up and she smiled, and he smiled.