I remember, laying in my sister’s bed, on a hot summer day, bored because I didn’t have anything to read and touching myself. My mom thought it was better to ground us to each other’s room, fewer distractions and no enjoyment of our own things. After all, being grounded wasn’t supposed to be fun.
I did however have my imagination, and my imagination was full of Tommy. That tall red headed barely a teen hunk with dark blue eyes, and freckled face. I thought about the way he snuck looks at me when he didn’t think I could see him, how cool he looked riding his new 3-speed bicycle past my house, and how he had held my hand briefly as we walk down the hall at school. Naturally my mind drifted to him now.
As I thought about kissing him, (I had never been kissed but I was sure it would feel amazing when it happened!) holding his hand, and laughing with him, my hand drifted down to that newly discovered place between my legs. The place that felt so good when I touched it just right, sometimes rubbing gently, sometimes with a little more pressure, feeling so good just to experiment. That afternoon is memorable because it was the first time I touched myself long enough, explored freely enough, to continue all the way to “the end.” After all, isn’t that what an orgasm is ultimately? The end? The “sudden discharge of accumulated sexual excitement.” Ah but maybe that day was actually “the beginning!”
Orgasm is the sudden discharge of accumulated sexual excitement during the sexual response cycle, resulting in rhythmic muscular contractions in the pelvic region characterized by sexual pleasure. -Wikipedia
I was a young teenage girl who had been taught that masturbation is a sexual sin because it requires the thought of sex. But not even the threat of hell fire could keep me from pursuing that feeling again, and again.
Orgasms feel great!
But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart. Matthew 5:28 ESV
Between this discovery and the time I actually I started having sexual intercourse, my sex life was full of awesome orgasms. We achieved these in so many ways; dry humping, touching, intense kissing, even just by having my nipple pinched! It took a while before I started having orgasms during intercourse, but I knew it was something I wanted to be able to enjoy with my partners, so I was always on the lookout, constantly trying to figure out what worked, what didn’t. Learning how to get close and then closer, until I could reliably help myself have this magical “discharge of accumulated sexual excitement” partnered as well as solo. Did I mention that orgasms feel great?
In honor of National Orgasm Day, I looked on the inter-webs for interesting, informative or just plain weird tidbits about orgasms and thought I would share five of them here.
1.The myth says your twenties are prime years for sex but the peak age for orgasms is 36 and over! Natural Cycles surveyed 2,600 women and found that orgasms and enjoyable sex improved for those aged 36 and up.” (This is GREAT news and not at all surprising to me- as the best sex of my life has been in my 40’s!)
2. In 1990, the musician Sting told a reporter that his tantric-sex sessions with his now wife, Trudie Styler, could last seven hours before orgasm. 24 years later he explained, on Inside the Actors Studio “Seven hours would include dinner and a movie.”
3. Some people experience sneezing fits upon reaching orgasm. There is also a variant of this where a person sneezes every time they become sexually aroused.
4. During orgasm, the amount of pain a woman can bear increases by roughly 107 percent on average. This enhances kinkier activities like choking, spanking, etc. because the brain is flooded with the good stuff that blocks out pain receptors. (Love this side perk!)
5. Today I Googled, “Best way to have an orgasm” and there were about 103.000.000 results! Most of them were about how to achieve orgasm as or for a woman! (That’s maybe a topic for a totally new post.)