Written by Michael A. Michael is a first-time Jewrotica writer.
The previous dates had been so full of sexual tension, I thought we would both stop breathing. We both knew we were supposed to be keeping shomer negiah, “guarding touch” like we learned in our yeshiva and seminary. But I had never been good at keeping the rules and, from her provocative smile, I had a feeling that she wasn’t either.
When we got up from the coffee table, I had to awkwardly cover the bulge protruding from my slacks. She noticed and gave a coy but wide smile. Her full lips were turning my body into a blazing furnace and the shape of her breasts through her sweater made me yearn to take those succulent nipples between my teeth.
As we walked towards my waiting car, I stared at her confident gait and her full, firm ass. I could not make out any panty lines and assumed she was wearing a thong or g-string. My mind and imagination wandered as my throbbing continued, and I shifted uneasily, trying to relieve the pressure.
As we drove along the avenue, talking about our next destination, she suddenly asked: “Can we talk about what turns us on?” I was suddenly fully, painfully erect. My voice quivered. “Sure.”
She giggled.
She began with general questions about looks and personality and we bantered back and forth. Then she asked “So, what makes you hard?” I stuttered, and she giggled again.
“I saw before you were…well….excited. Does that happen often? Is it ME?” she asked playfully.
Without thinking, I turned off the road to a dark parking lot, empty aside from a sole car with out-of-state plates.
“It happens pretty often,” I told her, my voice unexpectedly husky, “but this time it’s definitely your fault.”
She laughed again, and the sound raked my over-sensitive skin. “Can I…see it?”
Whoa. This was so much, so fast. “Um…I guess?” I liked that she was being so forward, but it surprised me. This was not what we learned to expect from seminary girls.
“Let’s move to the back seat,” she suggested, her voice throatier than it was just moments before.
Guess I’m not the only one turned on, I thought, before deciding to leverage this moment.
“If you see mine, I want to see all of you,” I bargained, already sprawled across the back seat.
She smiled a sexy, shiny smile, having refreshed her lip gloss at some convenient moment I had not noticed. She pulled her sweater over her head and undid her bra in one swift movement. All I had time to do was sit her on my lap.
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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!
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 a great way to ask interesting questions about the interplay between sensuality and Jewish wisdom. Check it out.
At Jewrotica’s Evening of Bedside Readings, students declaimed monologues on sexual encounters that had a Jewish twist. At Columbia/Barnard Hillel, the speakers pushed their own boundaries by performing a range of explicit narratives that challenged how the audience thought of the relationship to Judaism and sex. During the speakers’ preparation, the arguments about which narratives would be appropriate forced students to take a stand and voice their opinion on their own beliefs about Judaism an… Read more
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!
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.
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!
While many people fear the “sex talk,” Jewrotica offers an opportunity for writers and audiences to speak about sexuality in a open and safe space. When I attended a Jewrotica reading, I heard stories that reminded me that love takes many forms, and that expressing it is a vital part of who we are as a people.
I love the inclusiveness – there is something for everyone, in and out of the Jewish community.
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!
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