When he put his mouth on my nipple it felt as if every nerve in my body were gathering under his tongue.
I took Sami’s shirt off after mine had already been crumpled and pushed into the legroom. His shoulders were high and strong, and I pressed my mouth against the handle of his sternum, my fingers tracing the crease of his spine with its knuckles of vertebrae. I thought of God, suddenly. Sami made an ocean sound in the back of his throat, a gentle rumbling, and I wondered if I was ever going to be punished for that moment, for the feeling of fullness I had with his body on top of me.
Time moved strangely then. The moments of awkwardness stretched and then disintegrated once our socks and underwear were off and there was nothing between his skin and mine. When he sat up to roll on a condom – an act that looked ridiculous to me, and made me realize why people didn’t like using them – it seemed like he was away from me for a long time. And then, when he moved between my legs, lowering himself into me, the pain held me still, reaching into my chest and forcing my mouth open. My eyes were closed, and Sami’s breath sounded distant until his hand reached down between us, slow and careful. The skin on his fingers was soft, and I felt myself emerging from the pain into a thick sweet pleasure. My back arched higher and higher, I felt his hipbone push into me sharply a few times, and then he was kissing my neck, both of us still.
An hour later Sami parked his cab on Mesilat Yesharim street, and we walked down to the small park on the corner of Ben Yehuda and King George. The park has a little pond and a fountain, and then a few steps lead to a small garden with some benches and a huge brass sculpture of a horse. We sat on the edge of the pond, and Sami took a new pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket. He peeled the clear plastic off and dropped it at his feet without crumpling it. I watched him open the box, tip out a cigarette, and reach into his jacket for a red plastic lighter. While he lit the cigarette I looked down into the pond. There was a thin crust of ice on the surface, but I could see the water moving below it, and I reached out with one hand, spreading my fingers and pressing down until I felt the ice begin to give. As soon as the water began to rush through the cracks I’d made I pulled my hand away and rubbed it against my thigh, shocked.
Sami looked over at me. “Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I cupped my hands over my mouth and breathed into them until I felt warm again. A dirty-looking yellow cat approached us slowly, making a low mewing sound and swishing its tail back in forth. Sami grimaced and shooed it away. Taking a final drag on the cigarette he exhaled deeply, and then reached for my hand to pull me up.
“I should take you home,” he said, and I nodded.
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
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’m Heshy Fried from Frum Satire and I am very, very frum. And I completely support Jewrotica – it’s doing a service to the frum community. We need some sort of kosher sexual education. Jewrotica even has a system that allows frum filters to filter out certain things to make it PG for us. It’s mamish Torah. It’s like The Little Midrash Says for sex.
The people behind Jewrotica are quite quality! I have confidence that any project these folks take on will be equally quality.
Jewrotica rocks. It’s funny, it’s informative, it’s sexy, it’s interesting. Check it out!
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 stepped out of my comfort zone to be a part of this. I was glad to open up the topic of sexuality in my community. We are trying to build a safe space to talk about sex. The result I am most happy about coming from this event is that hopefully now my friends know they can come and talk to me, that I can be their ‘safe space’.
I’m into Jewrotica. I went in for my second circumcision.
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.
Jewrotica is inspiring Jews and erotica with holiness and coolness, and is the pride of progressive Judaism. Jewrotica – awesome!
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!
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