Was this really happening? Is it ok to lose your virginity on Shabbat? I thought. I had wanted to lose my virginity for a long time. Once it was gone, I could just move on with my life. And with Jake! He was so hot. I could tell everyone tomorrow. Then I wondered if there was anything to munch on in the kitchen.
I remember thinking I could really go for a Snickers bar as he thrust himself inside of me. It hurt. It took him three tries to get in. And then his eyes widened in surprise.
“You’re a virgin?” he said, holding my face between his hands and kissing my eyelids and my cheeks and then my lips, as though now he realized he should be more tender, make this more special for me, or something like that.
“Yeah, whatever. Just do it,” I said, and stared out the window again. The stars were getting a bit fuzzy, the room swaying. Or was that me? He was up on his elbows thrusting, pecking kisses at my lips and grinning wildly, looking, well, looking as stoned as I felt. It felt good after a while. I started to moan and thrust my hips back up at his. I reached my arms up, tangled my fingers in his hair, and pulled him down for a kiss. Then he groaned and I felt him spasm and contract inside of me, his face grimacing in ecstasy.
He pulled out and I was cold and a bit wet. I shivered. He kissed me on my forehead and I pulled the comforter up and tucked it under my chin. “I’ll be right back, okay? I’m just going to clean myself up in the bathroom.” I nodded, then I must have passed out.
When I woke up the next morning I had no idea where I was. Jake’s zebra striped comforter was wound around me like a cocoon, but I wasn’t in his room. Fuck. Where was I? I blinked my eyes a few times and tried to get my bearings. Shit. I was asleep on the red frat house sofa. Naked. Wrapped in Jake’s comforter. I could see the frat boys in the kitchen making breakfast. Fuck! Had I missed Torah reading? The room smelled like puke.
As I got up and managed to inelegantly disentangle myself from the comforter, make my way to the bathroom, throw up, find Jake’s room and my clothes, I could hear the chuckles from the kitchen. I could feel their eyes on my naked form. Jake wasn’t even in his room. As I made my way to the door of the frat house, past the leering eyes in the kitchen, I heard one of them call out to me. “He had to make minyan!”
Another one said, “Don’t take it too harshly chica, he doesn’t like to share…not even a bed!” and then the hooting laughter began. I cried all the way back to my dorm room. The walk of shame had never felt more shameful. I didn’t even show up for Shabbat lunch at the Hillel House.
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Jewrotica was everything I had dreamed of and more: sexy attendees, tantalizing confessions, and well-written literature to boot! More importantly, it empowers us Jews to reach inside and own our sexy selves and heritage!
Jewrotica is something that the community has needed for a long time so that people can actually learn, express and share and have good relationships without having to stumble through life. Check out the site and learn something. Have fun!
I’m so glad that Jewrotica is represented here at Jewlicious! It’s bringing voices that need to be heard in the Jewish discussion and Jewish climate environment.
You may not tell your mom that you’re going to a live Jewrotica reading (or whatever clever name you will dub these events) but you will tell your friends. However, both would be jealous if they find out that they missed it. I think it will only be a matter of time before Jewrotica helps us reclaim the term “Dirty Jew” the way rap music has done for “The ‘N’ Word.” I know I am now proud to be a Dirty Jew!
Learning about sex and what’s right and wrong when it comes to sex from a Biblical standpoint was an eye opening experience. I completely enjoyed it and think something like this could be a very cool thing to bring to even high school aged Jewish youth groups.
I’m into Jewrotica. I went in for my second circumcision.
I love the inclusiveness – there is something for everyone, in and out of the Jewish community.
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Bedside Reading with Jewrotica was funny, sexy, and hot all at once. The readings were honest about all kinds of sexuality, but the highlight of the evening was definitely the confessions, written by audience participants. Nobody knew who wrote them, and most were tell-alls that would make your bubbe blush. Unless your bubbe was very, very cool. Then maybe she’d make YOU blush!
Jewrotica is awesome. It expands the mind and for people who were raised with narrow views on sexuality. Whether you are Jewish or not, or in different sects of Judaism like Orthodox, Conservative or Reform, no matter what your background or where you’re from, Jewrotica gets you to see Judaism and how it relates to sexuality in new ways. I really appreciate Ayo being here and helping us learn different ways to connect with our sexuality.
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