If you haven’t read the last two stories I wrote, about [how playing matchmaker](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/brqo2k/fm_playing_matchmaker_has_its_benefits/) for my college roommate and the guy she liked [got me some amazing sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bws2nf/fm_playing_matchmaker_has_its_benefits_part_2/), I recommend checking them out. People seem to like them.
This is about something different though and it’ll hopefully be a bit shorter. (*Narrator voice*: It wasn’t)
That story happened about 10 years ago and a lot has happened to me since then. I’ve had a lot of great (and some not-so-great) relationships, met the man of my dreams and even gotten married.
But once I had my tryst with Chris, I came out of my shell. I realized that it wasn’t that I didn’t like sex, but rather that I just hadn’t experienced how amazing *good* sex is.
Throughout that whole time though, I’ve always had a pretty voracious sexual appetite. On top of that, I really like trying new things. Luckily, my husband does too. We’ve been together for almost 5 years so we’ve built up enough trust that we can both feel comfortable letting our freak flags fly in the bedroom. We’re both pretty willing to try whatever the other person suggests.