Sex Education: Confessions of a Teacher ATL

 E and L from Gwinnett and Stone Mountain  All of them are different and they provide me with a different connection that I have never experienced before.  E is in his mid 30s and living in outer Atlanta. He works in the entertainment industry and does ride share from time to time. He is very talented that’s one of the things I was first attracted to was his talent, his drive, and goals. He is a single parent like I am. So far, we have the most in common. He treats me with respect but he’s a hard one to crack. We really have only had sex a few times. He loves to take me out but I think it’s only been recent where he sees the sexual energy between us.  He loves to watch (and take video for his archives). He loves to lick me, to touch me. To let me suck it. But I can tell his favorite thing is to stroke me doggy style. He loves me to participate. He kisses me sweetly and always asks if I’m okay. He always love to cum inside me or the back of my throat (more than once)!...

 Sex was never really discussed in my life much. We knew it was a bad thing that we shouldn’t watch or participate in. Growing up in a conservative community and school system probably didn’t help. Confession #1: I didn’t have sex until I was 26 years old.  My first real relationship and encounter with sex started off as a hook up from Craigslist with a man 29 years my senior. What started as casual encounters turned into a full blown romance but quickly fizzled into a burning inferno once the baby, miscarriage, and drug use (on his part) occurred.  This also was the introduction of my love for bdsm but that’s a story for another day! 😉  Confession #2: I really hope someone doesn’t find this but I also intend to speak my truth. Truth is my son was a result of a non consensual encounter.  Was I in a relationship with his father? Yes Were we sexually active with each other? Yes After some soul searching and therapy, I realized that the encounter between me and my...

 I don’t know if it was another birthday being in my thirties or the fact that my child is also growing older. This summer I really changed. I found myself not wanting the same things, striving for the same goals, or the life I was living. There was nothing wrong in particular. I mean, of course, we can always make more money, have more things, and want to be better, but for the most part my life is fine.  I still felt like something was missing. I had the job, the home, the reliable car, the child. But my life was boring.  I didn’t go out, have friends, or date. I just went from home to work and back. I realized that I missed sex. I missed conversation. I missed quality adult time.  Teaching children all day and being a single mom makes your life nothing about kids. It’s wonderful but there are times when it also okay to be an adult.  That’s when my journey began. My sexual awakening. My realization that it’s my body, my choice, and my energy. That it was okay ...