Let’s start the New Year with a bang.
The female orgasm was suddenly in fashion last summer, if the number of newspaper stories was any indication. Like the British say about buses, you wait for ages for one and then three come at once.
Oh dear, that wasn’t meant to be a pun.
So, what were these stories all about?
The Movie
It started in June with a movie, with the unlikely title of Good Luck to You, Leo Grande. This is the story of a 60ish-year-old woman, widowed for two years or so, who hires a sex worker to learn more about sex.
Her husband had been of the ‘do the business and put your pyjamas on’ variety, and she felt she had missed out. Why was there such a fuss?
Among other things, she tells the sex worker that she had never had an orgasm, but this was not what was worrying her. At least ostensibly.
The movie is not primarily about orgasms or even about sex narrowly defined. Most of it concerns the two protagonists talking. And talking. And, of course, sex happens.
But it is very much about sex in the sense of two people learning about themselves and each other through their mutual interaction and intimacy.
And it is very frank about the female orgasm.
I might add that I thought it was a very good film, conveying the complexity of sexual activity and its importance to our sense of contentment with ourselves.
The Study
About two weeks later, my newspaper of choice (The Times, London) ran an article by its science editor about a study of the female orgasm, being undertaken at the University of Ottawa.
What pleased me was that the study’s population, more than 600 women, were aged 18 to 82. It was great to see some recognition of the continuation of sexual activity into our older years.
The research seemed to be principally concerned with testing the accuracy of two ‘orgasm scales’, used to measure orgasms for their ‘subjective psychological aspects’.
These were, in turn, an ‘orgasm rating scale’ and a ‘bodily sensations of orgasm’ scale. The women were asked about their experiences to see how these tallied with existing understanding.
Among other findings, the study noted that the female orgasm, as shown on the large screen, is not the norm at all.
We do not necessarily moan or scream in When Harry Met Sally style. Such ‘copulatory vocalisations’ (wonderful phrase) were voluntary and did not correlate with female pleasure.
Who would have known? Who discusses these things with anyone? My close friends would know I am acquainted with sexual pleasure (and vice versa), but we have never explored the details.
New Nomenclature
And just when I thought the topic must surely be covered for some time, yet another study was reported, this time in August, from Charles University in Prague.
Using a blue-tooth vibrator (the mind boggles) to examine the internal reactions of 54 women, age unspecified, during orgasm, they found that the actions of the pelvic floor muscles varied considerably from one woman to another.
As scientists love to catalogue and name, these researchers came up with three different types of orgasm: the avalanche, the wave and the volcano. Each label corresponded with particular muscle fluctuation patterns at the time of orgasm.
It certainly makes you think.
The research is on-going.
So How Does This Help You or Me?
I don’t know about you, but I haven’t a clue how all this research helps the ordinary woman in the course of her day-to-day life.
Perhaps women who are in the habit of faking it will change their ‘copulatory vocalisations’, although this raises issues of what their menfolk have been led to expect. You do need a certain concurrence about expectations here.
Perhaps women with no experience of orgasm will learn how to manage, or indeed recognise, their orgasmic contractions more clearly. Yet this seems odd to me as such contractions are clearly involuntary (not in the sense of not wanted, but in the sense of not being within a woman’s control).
But I still have problems. As far as I am concerned, all these visible (or audible) manifestations of orgasm rather miss the point.
It is not the exact description of what any person’s body does that is most important, but the overall sensation of pleasure, intimacy and bonding associated with orgasm.
Not to mention the longer-term impact of the whole event on overall well-being.
In my view, the world is washed clean after sexual climax and your sense of being at peace is profound. Can anyone measure this?
Sex and the Older Woman
And if anyone reading is wondering what this discussion has to do with old ladies like me, let me assure you that sexuality continues right on up the age scale, if you want it to.
Some people say that sex changes with age, but I do not recognise that view. Nor do various friends I have asked. And we are in our 80s.
There may be less swinging from chandeliers – if that was ever part of your repertoire; it never appealed to me – but sexual feelings and experiences have not changed for me.
And for the very sceptical, see the article in my recent book about my father having a new sexual relationship at the age of 90.
A version of this article was initially published by SixtyandMe.com
Excellent article. Thanks Ann. Next time you write about female orgasm, please mention the first volume of my autobiography, "Unmitigated Gaul" because it talks about what you didn't, i.e., Little girl orgasms. I know that many people are terrified by the very idea. Does it really exist? Can it lead to incest? and on and on nyah nyah nyah. I raised two little girls and at about age 10, they each inquired about why it hurt "down there" when they rubbed hard. I got out the creams and lotions and explained as best I could that it was natural to touch yourself "down there". If more parents realized that children have sex lives too, the secrecy around orgasm for little girls would diminished. You are right. People might know you write about orgasm. But they never discuss it with you in any kind of detail, Is it because they never had an orgasm or because of shame? If a woman must be ashamed of having sexual fun, the whole universe is headed downstream. You have inspired me Ann. I will do a piece on Substack about this very dicey subject. Many thanks. Love, Suzanne
I remember having orgasms as a little girl. And at 17, while working as an au au pair for an English family, I was sexually assaulted by a couple of nine-year-old boys. I had no idea what they meant to do after pulling off my underwear and was not keen to find out. After that I wore my girdle every day. The next time they tried, the instigator said, “Eew! What horrid knickers you’ve got.”