Science has found the G-spot. Maybe. Possibly. Sorta?

The G-spot is sort of like Bigfoot: a lot of my straight friends claim to have found it, but their video evidence is shaky and out of focus. But dammit, they won’t stop trying. A doctor in Warsaw is now claiming to have found the elusive G-spot, but I’m just going to go ahead and assume this story is bullshit because a man is claiming to have found the G-spot. Who are we kidding? Men couldn’t find the spot with a GPS and a clearly lit trail. The LA Times reports:

To do so, Ostrzenski conducted a postmortem examination of an 83-year-old woman in Warsaw Medical University’s Department of Forensic Medicine. Unlike the United States, which strictly regulates the research use of cadavers, Poland allows the dissection of human remains soon after death, when fine distinctions in tissue remain easy to see.

Inspecting the six distinct layers of tissue that make up a woman’s vaginal wall, Ostrzenski said, he uncovered small, grape-like clusters of erectile tissue housed in a sac less than 1 centimeter across — “a deep, deep structure” nestled between the vaginal wall’s fifth layer, the endopelvic fascia, and its sixth, the dorsal perineal membrane.

Well, I guess congratulations on finding one part of the female orgasm. Although let’s face it, there’s a hell of a lot more involved in the process. Orgasms involve different parts of the genitals, as well as psychological and emotional components. But most importantly, women all get off on different things, so if you actually want to have great sex, you might want to listen to them and see what they like and dislike instead of hoping for some magic button.



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