Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Dub-con, ghost sex, G!P, toys
A/N: This is a fill for gkm, first half was written differently than the second.

It was a day like any other day; well a night like any other night, when she first felt someones touch in her apartment. The touch had been so subtle she had thought nothing of it as she snuggled into her covers for the night. It felt like someone ran their finger down her neck. It made her shudder and influenced her dreams that night.

Her lover had no face, but she could feel the kisses from their mouth. They were hot and lingered in places she wanted them to stay forever. Ironically the kisses started on her neck. Her weak spot. Never fails to get her the wet when her neck is being assaulted with a hot mouth, or teeth; nipping away at her skin. Marking her for all to see, but she wanted more.

As if her lover could hear her thoughts the kisses started trailing down her body. Passing her clavicle over the top of her breast; pausing to give her nipples a detailed tongue bath. Biting them and tugging on them. Driving her wild. Making her wetter, and then she hears herself moan. She loves this, but she needs more.

And once again her lover knows her. Moving down her firm stomach, trailing light kisses that have her begging. She feels her arm swing towards her body. Searching for the person she knows has to be there. The owner of the mouth that's moving too slow for her. She wants to urge them on. Make them move lower, but her hand only hit air. So she's back to clutching at her sheets. Moaning out "More" over and over waiting for that mouth to hit her dripping pussy. Then it does.

Rachel's eyes shot open. She was dreaming. There was no secret lover. It was all in her head. The source of her current arousal has been just a figment of her imagination. She didn't understand. It felt so real.

Kicking the rest of the covers off her body, she lays there naked. Slowly sliding her hand towards her breast she begins to pull on a stiff nipple. It was the hardest she's ever felt it, which wasn't surprising, she was the wettest she's ever been. Leaning over towards her nightstand, she pulls out her favorite vibrator. Turning it on she slowly brings it down her body, enjoying the way it vibrates on her sweat soaked skin. Once she reaches her wet slit she can't help but moan. This is what she's been missing. Where her dream cuts her off. One hand on her nipple tugging at its firmness and the other using her toy to caress her clit.

She knew it wouldn't take her long to cum. After that dream she was already on the edge. The vibration against her clit was causing her body to arch up. Just a little more and she would push herself over. And then she feels it.

That tongue is back. Letting her vibrator fall to the bed she starts to panic. She sits up on her elbows, looking at the lower half of her body wondering where that marvelous tongue was coming from. It was penetrating her deep. Reaching places no ex lover has ever reached with their tongue. Falling back on the bed she starts to moan. She doesn't care where it's coming from anymore, she just wants to cum. She's so close. Pinching her nipples as the unseen thrust their tongue in her clenching cunt. She feels so dirty. She's never had sex with a stranger and here she is about to cum on someone's tongue. She didn't even know their name or what they looked like, but that didn't stop her. As her moans escalated, she starts thrusting her hips up in time with that tongue. She's about to cum and then she feels it; something pinched her clit and she cums hard. Harder than she's ever had and as she's riding the waves she feels like she's floating back to earth. With a smile on her face, she closes her eyes and the world fades to black.

Quinn watched Rachel sleep that night. Rachel was the first person she'd been able to touch in God knows how long. She was the most beautiful person Quinn has ever seen. She just had to have her. Weeks of watching her walk around the apartment in painted on yoga pants after her morning jogs, or towels barely leaving anything to the imagination. Not that Quinn needed to use her imagination. After the 3rd week she'd taken up first row seats to Rachels daily showers. Watching her made Quinn harder than she could ever remember and she just had to have her.

Coming out of her shock from being able to touch Rachel's neck, she waited until Rachel was asleep to explore the rest of her body. The reaction Rachel's body had to her touch excited Quinn. She couldn't wait to have her again.

She knew she had to sink her dick into Rachel's warm pussy. Going by how much her tongue was squeezed last night she knew Rachel's pussy would feel good around her dick. Now all she had to do was wait. Knowing Rachel came back from her morning jog a few minutes ago, she should be heading for the shower soon.

Waiting until Rachel was comfortably under the shower head Quinn made her move. Trailing her hands down the side of Rachel's body. Feeling her jump in surprise; turning around trying to find for her assailant. Moving her hands around Rachel's' body, she begins to caress her breast. Kneading and squeezing them. They fit perfectly in her hands. Pinching the nipples feeling them become as hard as her dick. Drawing moans from Rachel's lips.

She positions her dick between Rachel's folds and hears the slutiest moan she's ever heard. She wants to hear it again. Moving her hips back and forth, rubbing her dick against the lips of Rachel's pussy. Coating herself in Rachels arousal. She can tell she's such a whore for Quinns dick. She wishes Rachel could hear her right now. She'd call her a slut for grinding her ass against the dick of a stranger.

Quinn bends Rachel at the waist. Placing her hands against the tiled shower walls. Knowing Rachel's too much of a slut to move from this position, Quinn takes the time to admire her body. Her tanned skin, the curve of her hips. The pouting lips ready to swallow her 8 in pole. She can't wait any longer it's been way too long. Lining herself up with Rachel's pussy she slowly pushes herself in. There's little resistance; Rachel's so wet. She knew she was a slut.

This feels too good. The warmth that encases her dick. The clenching of her walls. It's suffocating her dick. She's so tight, but she pushes on burying herself fully. There's nowhere else for her to go, she has hit Rachel's cervix. Feeling Rachel relax around her, she pulls out, leaving just the tip in, then she slams her hips forward. Pounding into her pussy she wants her to feel this for days. She wants Rachel to remember her even if she can't see her.

She feels Rachel's walls start to squeeze her more. She knows she's about to cum all over her dick. She's not going to last much longer. It's been too long since she's fucked someone this tight; she's out of practice. Roughly holding her hips, she bucks back and forth loving the sounds Rachel is making. As Rachel screams out in release she cums. Rope after thick rope; filling Rachel with her seed. She's not sure if she could get someone pregnant in this state, but this was her best load yet. She needs to recover now. Watching Rachel slide down the to the shower floor, she knows she's done her job.

Rachel couldn't quite wrap her head around what happened in her shower. Was it wrong of her to want more it? Well she wanted more. More of being fucked so well she had to later crawl to her bed because her legs were jelly. More of her invisible lover.

Thinking about that night made her wet. It was two days ago and she hasn't felt any foreign touches since then. She cringed to think that it was a one time thing. She needed to her invisible woman. At least she thought it was a woman; she's 100% sure that she felt breast pressed against her after her lover filled her pussy with cum. She was surprised to find actual cum leaking from her, that's how she knew it wasn't a dream. Or maybe it was, because no cum she's swallowed ever tasted as good.

Deciding she needed to go to drastic measures to entice her secret lover she conceived a plan. Now here she was, naked, on the couch, touching herself. She was going to ruin her couch with how wet she was. Pumping two fingers into her dripping cunt, thumb teasing her clit, she was close. Her hips kept thrusting up as her finger drive down. She was so close; she could feel it.

"Please" she heard herself say. "I need your dick. Fuck me."

Then she felt something wet and warm hitting her skin. Cum. Her lover was cumming on her and she came, squeezing her fingers tight.

Watching Rachel cum Quinn couldn't help herself. She promised she wouldn't touch her after that day, but here she is cumming all over the poor girl. She wanted to be inside her again, Rachel wanted her inside of her again. It was really win-win, but she was unsure. Well, that was until she saw Rachel gathering her cum off her body and shoveling it in her mouth.

Rachel was being so slutty. Moaning as she licked her fingers clean. Quinn's dick was rapidly hardening. If this slut loved her cum that much she'd feed it to her straight.

Grabbing Rachel off the couch and placing her on her knees, she ran the tip of her dick across her mouth. She watched in amusement as Rachel's head tried to follow it, giving a cute pout as she failed to capture it in her mouth. Not wanting to tease Rachel any longer she presented her dick at her lips again, feeling as the head was taken in.

Her mouth felt so great. Rachel didn't hesitate taking the entire shaft. Feeling her nose brush against her stomach, she groaned, thinking about how easy it was for Rachel to take her 8 inches. Listening to her moan around her dick.

"Mmmm"

Rachel couldn't help but moan. Even though she couldn't see the dick in her mouth, she felt it. She almost had to dislocate her jaw to take it all but she did it, and now it was in her throat, and it felt good in her throat. Moving her tongue to caress the appendage in her mouth, she began to hum, knowing it would drive her lover wild.

She felt a hand on the back of her head, holding her still as the dick moved out of her mouth and then back in. The pace began slowly at first, increasing speed gradually, until her face was being furiously fucked by the invisible force. She's never let any past lovers fuck her face, but this invisible force was different. Maybe if she could see the person she would have told them no, but she knows she wouldn't. She wants this. The arousal dripping to her knees wasn't for show.

On an outward pull she caught the tip with her tongue, flicking it across the slit, tasting the pre-cum that leaked freely. This caused her lover to slam the dick back into her throat. She imitatively began to swallow around it, attempting to suck all the cum from its head. Feeling the dick twitch she eagerly waited until the cum flowed. The first spurt burst down her throat, then on her tongue as she tried not to choke. The last few spurts on her face. Covering her in all its warmth. She contently let out a sigh as she slunk to the floor, leaning into the couch as if she was spent.

As the days passed Rachel has gotten more and more needy. She started walking around the place naked or in her favorite pair of heels. Earning her the same results every time; being fucked until she couldn't move. She's gotten so used to her lover they didn't need words, they were so in-sync.

Here she was in the living room wearing only her favorite pair of red strappy heels, on her knees. Her favorite new 'mouthpiece' kept slipping from her lips, teasing her across the room until she was on all fours in from of the wall length mirror. She wondered why she was led here. Confusion clearly on her face, her answer came in the form of her hair being tugged to her feet face toward the mirror. Feeling her lover's hands guide her own toward the mirror, bending her over slightly. Hands now planted against the mirror holding herself up; her lover was behind her. She felt her lovers' hardness against her ass then between her dripping folds. She couldn't hold back her moan.

"Oooh."

Listening to Rachel always made Quinn harder. Feeling her ass start to push back on her dick made her harder. Rachel was ready for her. She lined herself up and pushed in. It was so warm and snug. This pussy was made for her dick. It was perfect. She wanted to be in all the time.

Looking in the mirror, she could see Rachel's face as she fucked her pussy from behind. She made the most beautiful faces, and from this angle she could really fuck her good. She didn't want to cum so soon, but watching her dick glide in and out of Rachel's pussy was so arousing. She felt like her teenage self again; not being able to last longer than a few minutes. Rachel hadn't cum earlier and now her pussy walls were squeezing her dick. Rachel was panting against the mirror looking; hair wild and disheveled. She was about to blow.

"Ooh. Ooh. I'm gonna cum."

And cum she did; all over her lovers dick. Feeling her lover cum with her, painting her insides white, her pussy was milking the dick that was softening inside her. She felt good. Looking in the mirror all she could see was herself, hair all over the place, sweat coating her body, and a huge smile on her face.

"I wish I knew your name." She panted into the mirror. She would love to be able to call out her lovers' name while cumming.

A look of pure shock etched itself on her face as she saw letters appear in the fog her breath left on the mirror. First the letter 'Q', then a 'u', before long a full name was spelled out. Quinn. She now knew the name of her lover.

"Quinn" she called out.