As I heard the sound of your bare feet and the opening of drawers coming from the kitchen, I wondered if I could get away with taking my shirt off. “I can’t find a cork-screw!”
“Never mind. I’m already boozed up from the party.”
“Yeah. Yoni and his friends are a bunch of alkies.”
You stood in the kitchen doorway, a shadow reflected in the moonlight. For some reason, I found my eyes glued to your ankles.
“Come, let me show you my Israeli flag.”
You took me by the hand. It lay there: a huge white blanket, with two blue stripes, and a large blue Jewish star in the middle, on top of your bed. I kissed you, and you fell back, onto the blanket. I pulled off your shirt, my lips on yours, and allowed my mouth to work its way downward. I grew drunk on your nipples. You kissed me in a way I had never been kissed before – or at least, not since I broke up with my last boyfriend, Jeff.
As your hands worked their way between my thighs, I wondered what could be a more glorious miracle than two people exploring each other’s bodies. Where was the ritual to publicize the pleasure of your lips on my lips, your thighs on my thighs? What other proof did I need of God’s kindness?
As we fell back on the now-despoiled symbol of Zionist pride, exhausted, you whispered, “Happy Chanukah”, and pecked at my neck. I laughed and took your hand. When I woke up, our fingers were still entwined. I snuck out of bed, and spent a minute examining the beauty of your naked body, spread out over the Israeli flag, before going to pee, and wondering if it would be unethical to slip a bit of your toothpaste onto my finger in an attempt to brush my teeth.
I dressed quietly, and scribbled a note explaining that I had to rush to work and hadn’t wanted to wake you. I stole a final glance on my way out of your room, and on the threshold between your apartment and the stairs, remembered to say the appropriate blessing, the one I had been reciting over candles for the past four nights, while my stomach craved some latkes: “Blessed are you, Oh Lord, King of the Universe, who has granted us life, sustained us, and enabled us to reach this occasion.”
Amen.
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
I had a great time deejaying at the Jewrotica event at Columbia University. The live readings were hilarious, informative, and in some cases, deeply moving. I know that I, along with many of my AEPi fraternity brothers, loved being able to connect our Judaism and our sexuality in a way that made all of us feel comfortable and welcome. I look forward to being a part of this again in the future!
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
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.
My opinion on Jewrotica is: It’s sexy. It’s awesome. It’s Judaism to the next level. It’s what we should all be getting into!
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 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
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.
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’.
The people behind Jewrotica are quite quality! I have confidence that any project these folks take on will be equally quality.
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