Sex
Researchers declare G-spot a myth
The world's most controversial body part gets scrutinized again
You can call off the search party. British researchers have declared that the G-spot, like phoukas, the lost city of Atlantis and compassionate conservatism, is a myth. But wait, you say. Last night, when he did that and then I did that and it all went whoosh? OK, just stop right there. That was just your imagination running away with you.
The BBC reports today that a forthcoming study for the Journal of Sexual Medicine failed to find proof of the elusive area’s existence. Researchers asked 1,804 women between the ages of 23 and 83, all of whom were identical or fraternal twins, whether they had a G-spot, on the presumption that identical twins would give identical answers. But they didn’t. Despite having identical genes and therefore presumably, identical pleasure zones, they were no more likely to be in agreement than fraternal twins. So there.
In her ostensibly reassuring explanation of the results, the study’s coauthor Andrea Burri said, “It is rather irresponsible to claim the existence of an entity that has never been proven and pressurize women — and men too.” As irresponsible as suggesting that sexual inquiry is “pressure”?
Professor Tim Spector, the other coauthor, similarly stated, “This is by far the biggest study ever carried out and shows fairly conclusively that the idea of a G-spot is subjective. Women may argue that having a G-spot is due to diet or exercise, but in fact it is virtually impossible to find real traits.” Well, it must be science if the authors are using words like “fairly conclusively,” “subjective” and “virtually” to describe it.
And what’s this about diet and exercise? I too have heard many arguments about the G-spot, but that is a new one. I was heretofore unaware that anyone ever suggested that you could create a body part from force of will — even the most enthusiastic of Kegeling.
But here’s where the real news — like a nebulous bit of spongy matter in the front of the cervix — gets lost. Over half of the women surveyed — 56 percent — said they did possess a G-spot. So when Burri talks about women’s feelings of “inadequacy or underachievement,” to whom is she referring? Because it would appear the majority of her subjects are doing just fine, Grafenberg-wise.
Until the study itself is released in full, it’s hard to fully tell how the researchers arrived at their conclusions, and why they seem so quick to debunk something so many women claim to enjoy. Did they ask their subjects if they’d ever experienced ejaculation — a scientifically verified phenomenon and, sometimes, a byproduct of stimulation of that nonexistent G-spot? Did they ask the women if they’d ever attempted to find and stimulate it — either with a partner or alone? And most important, did the authors put on their miner’s hats and go looking for it themselves? There also seems to be a blur between defining a part of the anatomy and insisting it perform in a certain way. The so-called “pressure,” after all, isn’t about having a G-spot — it’s about using it.
In Babeland’s fresh, earthy new book “Moregasm,” authors Claire Cavanah and Rachel Venning explain that the G-spot can be tough to locate if a woman is unaroused, but can be coaxed with the right stimulation. They also remind that like everything else to do with sexuality, some people love stimulating it there and some prefer it left alone.
So, while we’re in favor of research that reassures women that having bodies that behave differently is not an automatic symptom of dysfunction, we’ll also take real, quantifiable data over polls. And for recreational purposes, we’ll say that whether you believe something exists or not is no reason to stop enjoying the quest for it.
Mary Elizabeth Williams is a staff writer for Salon and the author of "Gimme Shelter: My Three Years Searching for the American Dream." Follow her on Twitter: @embeedub. More Mary Elizabeth Williams.
Taxing strip clubs for rape
Politicians are holding adult entertainment venues responsible for funding sexual assault services
(Credit: iStockphoto/wragg) It used to be that strip clubs were merely blamed for society’s ills. Now they’re actually being charged for it.
In recent years, measures have been introduced in Georgia, Pennsylvania, Texas, Illinois and, most recently, California to apply special taxes to strip clubs — specifically to fund sexual assault services. Now, even if you aren’t inclined to view erotic entertainment as the source of all evil, this might seem an appropriate aim — who wants to argue against additional support for rape survivors? It would seem even more so when you consider politicians’ and activists’ repeated claims of solid scientific evidence showing a link between strip clubs — specifically those that sell alcohol — and sexual violence.
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Massage therapists rubbed wrong by sex talk
A Jennifer Love Hewitt show and the Travolta allegations have masseuses tired of being confused for sex workers
(Credit: iStockphoto/sybanto) Joe, a licensed massage therapist, knows what it’s like having a famous client who expects something extra. He had an Academy Award-winning actor begin gyrating on his massage table before raising his hips in the air to show off his erection. “He was hoping that I would play with him in some shape or form,” he says.
Needless to say, Joe isn’t surprised by allegations by two masseurs that John Travolta got handsy during massages. (Travolta’s attorney has denied all the allegations, and called them “ridiculous.”) “It happens all the time,” he says, and not just with celebrity clients. He frequently encounters men who try to fondle him, usually while he’s working on their glutes or lower back and their hand happens to be level with his crotch. “They think they’re so original, but they’re all so much the same,” Joe says, his voice rising. “They all use the same tactics, the same body movements, the same gyrations and grinding my table, the [heavy] breathing.”
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A night at the vibrator museum
Early vibrators were hand-cranked, two-person jobs -- and prescribed by doctors. How far we've come since then
(Credit: Antique Vibrator Museum) I can now say that I’ve used a turn-of-the-century vibrator — on my hand, but still.
The silver, hand-cranked contraption is usually kept behind glass at Good Vibrations’ Antique Vibrator Museum in San Francisco — but staff sexologist Carol Queen made a rare exception. “This is very special,” she whispered, unlocking the case and carefully pulling out Dr. Johansen’s Auto Vibrator, a relic from 1904. The “auto” part is not so much: It was a two-person job, with her having to crank the device’s handle to get it thrumming. Pressing my finger tips to its inch-wide circular platform of pleasure, I was pleasantly surprised by its power.
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Maggie Gyllenhaal on sexual liberation
The beloved indie star tells Salon about her "vibrator movie" and why she loves playing transgressive women
Maggie Gyllenhaal (Credit: Reuters/Mark Blinch) When I met Maggie Gyllenhaal about six weeks ago, she was enormously and gloriously pregnant, stretching out on a sofa with her shoes off and feet up in a Manhattan office building. (Since that time, Gyllenhaal and husband Peter Sarsgaard have welcomed their second daughter, Gloria Ray, to the world.) We were there to talk about “Hysteria,” the charming, lightweight feminist farce from director Tanya Wexler that explores a key event in the history of female sexuality: the invention of the vibrator by Mortimer Granville, a Victorian doctor who was seeking to cure the mysterious “female malady” that lends the movie its title.
Continue Reading CloseMother-daughter sexperts
Susie Bright and her daughter, Aretha, make parental talks about sex look easy -- and fun
Most parents loathe talking to their kids about the birds and the bees, let alone pubic hair grooming, faked orgasms and “water sports” — but most parents are not legendary “sexpert” Susie Bright.
Better than talking about these things, she penned an advice column in 2009 with her daughter, Aretha, then 19, for the ladyblog Jezebel. Their answers to questions about everything from porn to Paxil were unflinching but playful, and at times controversial. Now the pair have collected those columns into a new e-book, “Mother/Daughter Sex Advice.” Together, they read as an irreverent version of “Our Bodies, Ourselves” for the Internet age. The mother-daughter team also reflect on what the experience of writing the column was like, and it turns out it wasn’t as weird as many would think: For the most part, it was just a continuation of conversations they had been having throughout Aretha’s life.
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