The Purim Party

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Purim Piece 2

The women undress Moshe as he takes in their bodies. Breasts, arms, legs, feet. That forbidden area of pleasure. Different skin tones. Different smells. The ivory woman boasts a tangle of blond hair between her thighs. The bronze woman has skin the color of certain plums. The blue woman’s nipples are pink and stiff.

He slips into the tub, “ahh”ing slightly with the pleasure of the hot water. His mysterious companions rub lotion all over his body and start to massage each other. They still have their masks on, and he does not know what their faces look like. He is very aroused, his desire has grown, and he is focusing on the touch, on the feel, on the scent of three women combined into one. Electrical impulses start to fire in his brain. He continues to focus on the three women. He feels their bodies. He feels their freshly shaven legs.

They grab his cock, which has been stiff and aching for hours. They start kissing him and each other, their tongues sliding slowly over his lips, his teeth, his ears and neck and chest. One woman grabs a nipple between two long fingers, and twists. Moshe inhales sharply with pleasure.

Who are these women? What do they do? What do they like? What do they believe?

Who cares?

One of the women yells out “oy gevalt,” and Moshe loses track of time: one second, guilt. Two seconds: surrender.  Three seconds: total relaxation.

Moshe falls forward in his chair. He opens his eyes and looks at the clock. He is still in his study. It is Purim, and he needs to get back to studying Jewish philosophy.

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  • Back to studying Jewish philosophy indeed. A cute story by a first-time Jewrotica writer.

    I enjoyed how the author used a series of questions in his writing style (“Who are these women? What do they do? What do they like? What do they believe?…Who cares?”) as they got me thinking as a reader about the answers to those questions.

    However, the “maybe we will let you taste our Hamantaschens” totally mortified me! When I received this submission and first read that line, I broke out into a giant wow-I’m-super-embarrassed-and-you-did-NOT-just-write-that look and had my own Oy Vey moment.

    What did you guys think?

  • howsitgoing

    Whoah! If there’s a line that I never thought I’d ever read in my life it’s “Why don’t you hang out with us and maybe we will let you taste our Hamantaschens.” Well, I like Hamentaschen… 🙂

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