Claudias Heimweg
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Die 18-jährige Claudia und ihr Freund Thomas sind seit einem Jahr zusammen. Erst lief alles prima aber jetzt haben sie öfters Streit. Für Claudia war Thomas der erste Mann , Thomas hingegen hatte schon etliche. Er hatte die schüchterne Claudia auf einer Party kennengelernt. Eigentlich war sie nicht sein Beuteschema aber er hatte was getrunken und sie angequatscht. Als er sie in einer Ecke nur knutschte und ihr einen intensiven Zungenkuss verpasste bekam sie einen Orgasmus und krallte sich an ihm fest. Als er sie nachher fragte ob sie schon mal einen Freund hatte er erfahren das er der erste war. Eigentlich wollte er nur einen schnellen Fick, da sie aber nicht so schnell zu haben war und er mal wieder Lust hatte eine zu Jungfrau zu knacken, ließ er sich auf eine Beziehung ein. Es hatte lange gedauert bis er sie dann ficken konnte, blasen machte sie selten und auch meistens erst dann wenn sie Alkohol getrunken hatte. Auch machte sie kurz vor dem Höhepunkt mit der Hand weiter so das er ihr noch nie in den Mund spritzen konnte. An einen Arschfick war gar nicht zu denken. Aber das machte ihm nichts aus da er zwischendurch einige andere hatte. Er musste sie jetzt nur noch loswerden. So flirtete er heute auf der Party mit etlichen anderen. Sie ließ er in der Ecke stehen. Er bekam noch mit das zwei andere sie wohl abschleppen wollten und ihr einige Getränke ausgaben aber sie kamen nicht zum Ziel. Er hörte noch als die beiden von ihr weggingen wie der eine zum anderen sagte: „Diese blöde Fotze, wie gern hätte ich die gefickt. Aber irgendwann sehen wir die wieder und dann ist sie dran“. Sie wussten ja nicht das er ihr Freund war und ihm war es egal. Er grinste sogar bei dem Gedanke wie sie völlig abgefüllt von zwei Typen gefickt würde. Das würde dem Prüdchen mal richtig guttun. Sie kam dann auf ihn zu und wollte sofort nach Hause. Auf dem Heimweg kam es dann zum Krach, sie warf ihm vor mit anderen zu flirten und er würde sie wohl nicht mehr lieben, was ja auch stimmte. Eigentlich hatte er sie ja nie geliebt, aber das konnte er ihr ja früher nicht sagen. Er sagte ihr das er keine Lust mehr auf sie hat und sie sich ja auch einen neuen suchen könnte dem prüden Sex genügen würde. Da sagte sie mit einer Mischung aus zorniger und weinender Stimme „ Halt an ich will sofort aussteigen.“ „ Okay“ sagte er und hielt an. Es war eine verrufene Gegend an einem Park wo sich spät abends kaum noch Leute durchzugehen trauten. Claudia kannte sich dort nicht aus, da sie in einem anderen Stadtteil wohnte und dort höchstens mal vorbeifuhr. Ihm war das egal je schneller er sie aus dem Auto hatte, desto schneller war er wieder auf der Party und könnte vielleicht die heiße Blondine abschleppen mit der er eben an flirten war. So setzt er sie also ab und fuhr zurück.
Claudia steht jetzt hier. Ihr kommen die Tränen und sie geht ein Stück den Weg rein um sich dort auf die Bank zu setzen die sie dort sieht. Nachdem sie sich ausgeheult hat will sie ein Taxi rufen, sie weiß zwar nicht wo sie genau ist. Aber wenn sie sich wieder an die Straße stellt wird der Fahrer sie ja finden. Sie holt ihr Handy raus und …Akku leer! „Scheiße, was jetzt“ denkt sie. Sie überlegt wie es jetzt weitergeht per Anhalter fahren würde sie nicht, aber wie hier wegkommen. Langsam bereut sie es das sie aussteigen wollte, aber dafür ist es jetzt zu spät. In der Entfernung sieht sie zwischen den Bäumen hinter dem Park etliche Lichter, dort müssten Häuser stehen. Vielleicht eine Telefonzelle oder eine Kneipe von wo sie anrufen könnte. Aber es sieht weit aus und es ist bereits am dämmern.
Day dispossesses day;Moons hurry to be bornAnd race to their decay.- Horace, Odes. L’Accademia di Santa Cecilia di Agrigento… 11am.“Ah yes, here it is.” Claudia smiled as she read the polished brass plaque to the right of the heavy iron door. The door was nestled in an old arched stone doorway in a quiet side street off Agrigento’s Via Atena. The sheer scale of the doorway suggested to her that it had been the entrance to a grand house, little of which was visible from the street. She found...
Straight SexAt last methought that I had wander’d farIn an old wood; fresh washed in coolest dew,The maiden splendours of the morning starShook in the steadfast blue.- Tennyson.Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata; each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from the...
Quickie Sex- Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name; Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name and...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? - Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name; Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect.Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name and...
Straight Sex- Empedocles of Akragas (5th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long, flowing black hair shone in the clear morning light. A smile played upon her full lips, lips that were tinted deep red, almost verging on black; like...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether.- Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE)The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Straight SexWhat they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? - Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Hast thou heard the butterfliesWhat they say betwixt their wings?Or in stillest eveningsWith what voice the violet woosTo his heart the silver dews? - Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she fell more...
Straight SexAnd burn the threshold of the night, Fall from his ocean lane of fire, And sleep beneath his pillar’d light! - Tennyson, The Voyage. Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too that, temporarily...
How oft we saw the sun retire,And burn the threshold of the night,Fall from his ocean lane of fire,And sleep beneath his pillar’d light!- Tennyson, The Voyage.Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too...
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Day dispossesses day, Moons hurry to be born And race to their decay. – Horace, Odes. L’Accademia di Santa Cecilia di Agrigento… 11am. “Ah yes, here it is.” Claudia smiled as she read the polished brass plaque to the right of the heavy iron door. The door was nestled in an old arched stone doorway in a quiet side street off Agrigento’s Via Atena. The sheer scale of the doorway suggested to her that it had been the entrance to a grand house, little of which was visible from the street. She...
At last methought that I had wander’d far In an old wood, fresh washed in coolest dew, The maiden splendours of the morning star Shook in the steadfast blue. – Tennyson. Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata, each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names, in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name, Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether. – Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? – Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Being greatly stirred, I turn to where I heard That whisper in the night, And there a breath of light Shines like a silver star. – Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row, a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless...
The Moon, who from the hilltop streams On each white face and throat her beams, The song-enchanted fellows send Their chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end. – Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door. But a door like no other. Moments before, it had appeared miraculously at the sound of her voice and now Claudia continued to stand looking at it, mutely, as though awaiting further instructions or some further miracle. She stood for several minutes and nothing happened then she took a...
How oft we saw the sun retire, And burn the threshold of the night, Fall from his ocean lane of fire, And sleep beneath his pillar’d light! – Tennyson, The Voyage. Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too...
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