By Alexa Day
It’s part of my job as a writer of erotica and erotic romance to keep an eye on all the latest Sex News. (Yes, it is capitalized like that.) I like to know what people are interested in, and what’s new under the sun, and I use the information to make sure my work is as hot as I can realistically make it. And it’s fun.
Last week, I ran across a distressing quote.
Dr. Susan Oakley, an Ohio OBGYN, has been working on a study about the relationship between the size and location of the clitoris and the frequency of the female orgasm. The Huffington Post ran a story on the study results, and it sounded like the kind of exploration I could get behind. But then Dr. Oakley said, “There’s no G-spot. There’s a C-spot — the clitoris.”
I don’t know if she meant that in a hip, ironic, the-G-Spot-is-so-last-year kind of way. Maybe she did. I don’t know if she’s saying that what we know as the G-spot is actually part of the clitoris. Either way, this is kind of a problem because when a medical professional says something doesn’t exist, people don’t hear it in a hip, ironic way. They don’t consider possible changes in nomenclature. They hear a fact. They hear a fact even when science seems to change its mind every 18 months or so about the existence, location, and proper care and feeding of the G-spot.
Let me be really clear about something. The G-spot does exist. The G-spot orgasm also exists. If the G-spot isn’t real, then I have one hell of an imagination, and so do plenty of other women. I think the trouble is that many people have a little difficulty finding the G-spot. Good thing we have Dr. Jennifer Berman to help us out. Here she is, using a sophisticated teaching tool to show Conan O’Brien exactly how to get to it.
So how did this denial of the G-spot happen? Well, I’m no scientist. I’m not sure I’m qualified to say. But I know that the G-spot is easier to find when women are very relaxed and very aroused. I’m guessing it’s tough to achieve those conditions as part of a scientific study (although I had fun imagining that sort of thing in my book).
We cannot make this a grim, forced march to the G-spot. That’s a recipe for frustration. The G-spot might be the only thing in life — more than true love, more than success, more than happiness — that we’re more certain to find when we are not actively looking for it.
I’m not going to get into what the G-spot orgasm feels like. To the extent it can be captured in words, other writers are doing it better than I can. I can say that the experience was kind of mindbending for me, very stimulating both physically and intellectually. And that was very real indeed.
Friends, too many people believe in the G-spot to give up on it. Can’t we have both a G-spot and a C-spot?
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