Written by Layla’s Lover. Layla’s Lover is a first-time Jewrotica writer.
Her lips are hungry. She is giggling. And she wants me.
Every first kiss is its own mystery. Wariness overcome by want. Lips taking over for arching shoulders, pressing fingers, and a look in our eyes that says, yes…maybe…finally…more. Eyelashes, noses and then you are holding your breath for what should always feel like forever, a first dive into the deep.
It took me a while to understand how girls in Arabia eat with a niqab masking everything save their eyes. My introduction to how they kiss was much less forgiving. Slowly, at first, with the veil slipping down and away, swept aside as the sands before a swirling khamsin; the lips exposed, an oasis amid all that endless black cloth. A treasure this desert explorer had not sought but could not resist once discovered.
Every first kiss is a leap into the unknown. A headfirst dive through mores and regulations designed to wall everyone up in their own private castle. Sometimes the castle walls are especially formidable, covered with fearsome taboos like race, religion, social status. Sometimes those walls are established by others, though the sheerest walls are surely those built from within. Legs intertwined, eyes locked, breath short, my conscious mind was mostly thinking, “yes!” “must get that top off” and “don’t mess this up.” But somewhere inside, I was stuck before those castle walls. The ones I had established over a lifetime of a closely observed and dearly appreciated religious heritage. The promises my religion asks of me and I have made in return, about not finding myself in the arms of a mocha colored, Arabian princess, veil cast aside, soon to be followed by any lingering sense of religious doubt.
Shiksas are supposed to be blond and blue eyed. Not descendants of the prophet. Not a black eyed beauty born to a family of oil sheikhs and Islamic scholars, with fingers and a tongue that were more than capable of reassuring me that exploring each other’s bodies was the least we could do in bridging the gulf between our two communities.
Hidden amid the ivory sheets that writhed beneath us were scurrying figures from our past. A bearded figure, wrapped in a black bekishe, struggling through the snows of my grandparents’ shtetl. A murky shadow, swallowed up in black abaya, peering through the desert haze of her native Arabia. Could they have ever imagined their descendants locked in erotic combat, giggling, panting and fumbling with buttons and bra clasps in a sea of bed sheets not so removed from the snow and sand storms that blanketed their fragile lives?
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
What an incredible night Jewrotica was!!!! There was this fantastic moment, in a sea of Jews of all sexualities, ages, backgrounds and denominations, that I realized we were all in this together! I hope that there are many more events coming to Austin soon!
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Such an amazing experience! The Sarah Lawrence Jewrotica workshop was more than I could have ever expected – a comfortable, safe, sultry environment where participants clearly felt good about sharing or listening to each other’s intimate experiences and relating them to sexy stories from the Torah. From the moment the workshop began, Ayo had a sweet presence that was kinetic and spread around the room; her storytelling abilities had everyone enraptured and made the conversation topics relata… Read more
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!
I love the inclusiveness – there is something for everyone, in and out of the Jewish community.
The Jewrotica event “Evening of Jewrotica: Bedside Reading” was awesome. As Master of Confessions, I got to read the deepest, darkest secrets of people in the room out loud… It was scintillating, titillating, and – yes – even educational!
I attended and participated in last month’s Jewrotica event. The engaging performers and Ayo, our inviting host, inspired the audience to feel like one big community. What a great way to inspire our community to embrace sex as a beautiful thing that can be fun, exciting, sacred, sensual, ridiculous, scary and everything in between!
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.
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.
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