Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction between consenting adults. It has a high degree of rough, verbal sex. If that is not your preference, you may want to skip this. If it is, then please enjoy.
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Teegan & The Author
"It's raining outside" Teegan thought to herself. "Damn. I forgot my umbrella." Teegan's thoughts wandered off as she watched rain drops fall outside of a large window at the front of the bookstore she was sitting in. She broke her gaze from the window and turned her head back towards the center of the crowded room where a lecture was taking place. Teegan's friend had convinced her to come out to an up-and-coming author's book signing along with a meet 'n' greet. Teegan wasn't too thrilled but tagged along anyways as an excuse to get out of her cramped apartment. She was in graduate school, and she spent far too much time in front of a computer screen, locked into a book, or just mindlessly browsing social media. She needed an escape, and this was as good as anything she supposed.
At just 23 years old, Teegan was awe-striking to lay eyes upon. Long, flowing blond hair, petite 5'4" frame, but a beautiful hourglass figure with a toned physique from her many years of playing high school and collegiate sports. She primarily played soccer, and she had the legs, abs, and particularly the ass to show for it. Lately though, she's been a recluse focusing nearly all her time on developing her thesis for her graduate degree. Even with the recent spell of relative inactivity, she was still to die for.
Regardless of school, Teegan was a "home body." When she did manage to have a free night, she preferred to curl up on her couch with her iPad and surf the web. Most of the time, she looked at innocent things on Tik Tok or Instagram. She avoided politics, religion, and other topics that disturbed the peace of mind she had in the precious few moments of free time she could muster. Teegan was soft and non-assertive. Every once in a while, though, she would find herself in the mood for something a bit more... exhilarating. All those hours of work inevitably led to moments where she needed a release from the stress. She would get horny and would look up porn sites. In her mind, she thought she was just like any other girl: straight and waiting for prince charming. Being rather submissive herself, she was attracted to the masculine, strong, dominant type. Her fantasies revolved around the dominant and submissive dynamic sometimes between a man and a woman, but more often than not, between two women alone. She didn't consider herself bi and certainly not a lesbian, but she found a dominant, powerful woman to be extremely sexy. When she watched porn, she gravitated towards the hardcore stuff: bondage, spanking, gagging, etc. She liked watching the submissive girl getting fucked, imaging it was her receiving the erotic punishment instead. She particularly loved when a tough, domineering, masculine woman would don a strapon cock and fuck a submissive, feminine, slutty girl roughly, bending the submissive slut to her will and breaking her for her own pleasure. Her imagination invariably always meandered its way back to these kinds of fantasies, and they've pushed her over the edge countless times. Although she had never done it, she fantasized about being that submissive slut. Her eyes would close thinking about it, and when they opened, she found her hand furiously pleasuring her dripping wet pussy.
Tonight, Teegan was at the book signing. The Author's name was Dia Curie. Dia had just released her new book, "Feminism and Female Empowerment." Teegan didn't consider herself to be a feminist, but she liked the idea of being empowered. She went at her friend's suggestion, more as an excuse to break away from the monotony than anything, but she found she was enjoying her time out. The longer she listened to this author, Dia Curie, she was increasingly intrigued by her, maybe even a little smitten. Dia was an older woman, but she was not old. She was in her early 40s, but still looked like she was in her early 30s. She was an impressive woman to Teegan. Dia stood five foot eleven inches tall without heels. With heels, she towered over all of the men in the room. She was statuesque. She had broad shoulders for a woman, and she carried herself with an air of confidence that Teegan admired, if not was slightly intimidated by. She could tell this woman kept great care of herself. Teegan couldn't take her eyes off her. She was enthralled.
The woman spoke for an hour about her latest book. She believed in awakening woman to the realization that they are the true champions of this world. They can do all that a man can do and more. Even sex, she argued, could be infinitely better with a woman because women know what women want. She even went as far as to explicitly say that when a woman uses sex toys, such as a strapon cock, she could do more to pleasure another woman than any man is able. She joked how a man gets hard, blows his load, and wants to go to sleep after 5 minutes. Or even worse, can't get it up or maintain an erection at all. A woman with a strapon doesn't have that problem. She can go for as long as she wants with any size and shaped cock that she desires. Teegan didn't want to admit it to herself, but she was thoroughly turned on while Dia lectured.
After the Lecture, the floor was open to a bit of Q&A with the audience. This lasted only a bit longer before the Author began her book signing. Although Teegan didn't have a copy of her book, she felt compelled to meet her. Teegan's friend had to go. She had an early morning with work and school, so they said their cordial goodbyes and agreed to meet up later that week. The friend departed, and Teegan waited in a line. Finally, it was her turn to meet the Author. Teegan stood there with her breath caught in her chest as Dia Curie looked up at her. Their eyes locked. Teegan felt like a deer in headlights, and Dia could sense this. She was amused by this gorgeous young girl's tentativeness, and she wanted to probe further.
"Hello there lovely. Did you like the book?" asked Dia.
"Oh! Sorry, I haven't read it yet. I....was brought here tonight by a friend, but I was intrigued by your lecture, and I would love to know more about you." Teegan blushed as she finished the sentence, realizing that her words implied she was more interested in the Author than the book.
Dia looked at her suspiciously. "What intrigued you so much, if you don't mind me asking?"
Teegan thought for a second, searching for a white lie, but all she could get out was "I don't know. You're just so.... impressive." Dia smirked at that.
"I speak my mind, and I don't apologize for it. Some people find that inspiring. Others find it threatening, but I can see how you might find it 'impressive.' How about you, darling. Do you find me inspiring, threatening, or just 'impressive'?"
Teegan's mind went blank. She had never been so unnerved before in such a mundane setting. She finally let out a mouse-ish "impressive, I suppose." Dia grinned.
"Would you like to have a drink with me after this?" Dia asked. "We could discuss the subject matter you find so impressive in more detail."
Teegan was taken aback. "A drink? With you??" Teegan suddenly was red with embarrassment at the realization of how offensive she must have sounded. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just... I haven't done that before."
Dia laughed. "You haven't been out for a drink before?!"
