Bad news from the world of Science: the g spot is fictional.
Unfortunately Science has a bad rep when it comes to this sort of thing, having previously denied the female orgasm entirely. Hell, for two weeks in 1973 a team of Harvard Sciencers briefly thought women didn't exist at all, until an unlikely janitor from the wrong side of the tracks disproved the theory with a picture of his mum. And that janitor's name? Albert Einstein.
So anyway, the g-spot thing. This seems like bad news for everyone working towards a length that can poke a woman just-so in that magical vaginal Narnia. It's all about the clitoris apparently, which... I don't entirely buy. Of course it matters, but plenty of people have that personal experience of orgasm by a circuitous route. For me it was an ex who was thoroughly into having her nipples teased during sex, leading to epic bed shaking orgasms that put her in some sort of sex coma. Once she told me off for it, accusing me of slacking off and using them as a sort of orgasm cheat code. She wasn't wrong.
I'm getting off track again.
Women of PEgym: have you got cast iron (anecdotal) proof of the incredible vaginal bigfoot, perhaps walking off slowly into the woods in shaky, grainy video, or has the work of some ropey italian sexologists cast a light on a long held suspicion that all your female friends are filthy stinking liars out to make your vagina look bad?
And will you be cancelling your Cosmo subscription?
Unfortunately Science has a bad rep when it comes to this sort of thing, having previously denied the female orgasm entirely. Hell, for two weeks in 1973 a team of Harvard Sciencers briefly thought women didn't exist at all, until an unlikely janitor from the wrong side of the tracks disproved the theory with a picture of his mum. And that janitor's name? Albert Einstein.
So anyway, the g-spot thing. This seems like bad news for everyone working towards a length that can poke a woman just-so in that magical vaginal Narnia. It's all about the clitoris apparently, which... I don't entirely buy. Of course it matters, but plenty of people have that personal experience of orgasm by a circuitous route. For me it was an ex who was thoroughly into having her nipples teased during sex, leading to epic bed shaking orgasms that put her in some sort of sex coma. Once she told me off for it, accusing me of slacking off and using them as a sort of orgasm cheat code. She wasn't wrong.
I'm getting off track again.
Women of PEgym: have you got cast iron (anecdotal) proof of the incredible vaginal bigfoot, perhaps walking off slowly into the woods in shaky, grainy video, or has the work of some ropey italian sexologists cast a light on a long held suspicion that all your female friends are filthy stinking liars out to make your vagina look bad?
And will you be cancelling your Cosmo subscription?

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