Haux Memories - Good Lawdy, Shorty’s Forty!

Hey, hauxs! We wonder if you’re missing us as much as we miss you. While we’re all on lockdown, we’re revisiting some of our favorite haux stories that have been sent in as blog contest entries and shared in our members-only Facebook group (with consent, of course). Not a member yet? Well now’s the perfect time to become one! That’s the best way to stay connected with all of our haux activities!

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Good Lawdy, Shorty’s Forty!

2019 was my year to celebrate me and the woman I am becoming. And to make it even sweeter, my bestie turned forty too! Turn up! To mark the beginning of the year-long festivities, we planned a trip to the beautiful island of St. Lucia, which also celebrated its 40th year of independence from the colonizers! So June 23rd we boarded a plane and headed to the land of mountains, blue waters, and good food!

We arrived at the resort in the evening - just in time for a succulent Caribbean feast! The handsome waitstaff kept the libations coming. 

“Meesh, I’m so glad to be here with you! You are my bestest friend. I don’t know what I would’ve done going through the divorce with Clif if you hadn’t been by my side,” my bestie, Sashaun, said as she began to tear up.

“Aw, you’re going to melt my frosty heart,“ I said, “You know I love you and would do anything for you- even if that means burying a body.”

I love this girl. We met almost twenty years ago while teaching middle school. She was the eighth grade social studies teacher and I was the eighth grade language arts teacher on the team. She’s petite and chestnut brown with the perkiest C-cup titties I’ve ever seen. What she doesn’t have in physical size, her ample Brooklyn sass and big heart make up.  She’s been my girl crush since before #WCW was a thing! 

“I’m feeling frisky! Let’s have a nightcap in the hot tub. What do you think?” I smiled.

“I’m down,” Sashaun said grabbing her purse and getting up from the table. We bounced and headed to our room. I slipped into my Fashion Nova bandage swimsuit and Sashaun threw on her swim bralette and bikini bottoms. We headed to the hot tub hand in hand.

It was so sexy in a secluded location. The resort was quiet and dark as most patrons had retired for the night. I eased into the water letting it consume me.

“This feels soooooo good!” I exclaimed and Sashaun just moaned in content. I scooted next to her and looked her deeply in her eyes and kissed her. Surprisingly, she didn’t pull away like I thought she would. Instead, she melted into me.

I blushed and pulled away, “I’m sorry. I, I…”

She placed her finger on my lips and pulled me closer, “Shhhh. I liked it. Let’s do it again.” 

I was only too happy to oblige! I couldn’t believe it. I had for so long dreamt of kissing her. I had wondered what her lips would feel like. And finally! Man! 40 is fucking liberating!

Sashaun leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips. It was electric and soft. I grabbed Sashaun’s hips and felt her relaxing. I opened my mouth and Sashaun’s tongue entered, searching. I sucked it a little. Our tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths. I slid my hands up and down Sashaun’s back and then languidly around her neck and down to her breasts, massaging them and rubbing her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I kissed Sashaun’s chin then her neck. Soft feathery kisses. I sucked on her earlobes and then back to her neck alternating between light kisses, licks, and sucks. Sashaun was still. I pushed aside the wondering and second-guessing racing thoughts and just focused on Sashaun’s breathing, calm and quiet.

I moved to Sashaun’s left breast and licked her nipple. Then I took it fully into my mouth sucking and licking. Sashaun heaved a sigh and began to rub my hair. I sucked both nipples. Licking and sucking. Licking and sucking. They tasted so sweet and smelled of cocoa butter. I gave Sashaun a soft bite on the nipple and she jumped a little, “Ooh,” she breathed out. I continued licking and sucking Sashaun’s breasts and gliding my hands down to Sashaun’s thighs, tickling them with my fingertips. Licking, sucking, kissing, tickling and rubbing. Sashaun’s breathy ooohs turned into aahs and soft moans. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I reached my other free hand into my own bottoms, plunging them into my own soft wetness.

I kissed Sashaun’s stomach going lower and lower. I kissed the outline of Sashaun’s bottoms and then headed to her thighs- barely brushing my lips and tongue across Sashaun’s skin. I peeled Sashaun’s bottoms off and she climbed onto the edge of the hot tub and laid down. There her pussy was in all it’s glory, bare save for a small patch of curly hair on her pubic bone. I began laying soft kisses into the patch of hair and working my way down to Sashaun’s pussy lips. I extended my tongue tasting her sweet pussy. Slowly licking and savoring every drop. Licking and sucking sometimes fast and sometimes slow, letting my tongue dance a duet with Sashaun’s clit. Sashaun arched her back in pleasure as she let out a deep sigh. I removed my hand from my own bottoms and inserted them into Sashaun’s pussy. pressing on her g-spot and tickling her clit with my tongue. Sashaun’s moans grew louder.

“Shhhhhuh,” I hushed.

“Fuck! I can’t— I can’t help it,” Sashaun said breathlessly.

“Well you are going to have to,” I said as I continued to lick Sashaun’s pussy, suck on her clit, and squeeze her nipples between her fingers. I sucked the thumb of her other hand until it was quite juicy and circled the rim of Sashaun’s butt.

“Oo!” Sashaun squealed. She closed her thighs around my head as I continued licking and finger fucking her. Her back arched, her head back, eyes half-closed. Her thighs trembling. Sashaun’s thighs trembled violently. I could barely breathe but I didn’t stop sucking and licking.

“I’M CUMMING!” moaned Sashaun. I kept on until we were both startled by the sounds of approaching feet. We quickly slipped back into the pool.

“Hello, ladies,” a handsome brown skin cutie staffer greeted us. “Are you enjoying yourselves?”

We giggled, “We most certainly are!” This was most definitely going to be the best birthday EVER!

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Intro, editing, and formatting by Jennifer Eden. Putting P.leasure O.ver E.very T.hing. in her work and life, Jennifer Eden (she/they) is a Baltimore-based poet, event host, and sex educator. This Black queer nonbinary femme has been schoolin' folks on consent, gender-affirming language, and kink dynamics everywhere from BDSM dungeons to Ivy League universities up and down the east coast for over a decade. She is the host of The Haux Hive, a collective focused on creating safer spaces for queer womxn of color to explore their sexuality, and the producer of Poetry and Pasties, a monthly open mic and burlesque brunch held at the famous Busboys & Poets. In June of 2018, she was named the first-ever "Slut of the Month" by Amber Rose's My Slutbox platform and wears that title proudly, finding empowering in a word meant to invoke shame and guilt. Jennifer Eden uses her platform to inspire Black femmes and QTPOC to find confidence, autonomy, and justice in their pleasure.