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cell, thanks for posting this! I am fascinated to know that quite a few of the ladies here are able to do this. Now I'm jealous. I think I am probably capable, because I have had a handful of sex dreams where I wake up and it feels like I orgasmed, and never touched myself. But the dream is so real that I guess it triggers that. But this ability is clearly locked inside somewhere. I don't think it's all that common for most women, that's probably why Mary Roach mentions it.
I have seen some porn where men have an orgasm without being touched genitally, one did it through nipple play alone, and surprisingly fast. Another did it by what appears to be some kind of penis contractions, which then made him come.
I guess some people have all the luck! I wish this could be taught. I guess it just has to do with overal sensitivity of a person. But if orgasms are a reaction of the limbic nervous system, it makes sense to think that orgasms are in the mind more than specific organs. Maybe if one can learn to develop the nervous connections that lead to stimulation of this system, we can achieve some amazing orgasms. So there is hope...I think now I have to go write a book on how to unlock your inner orgasm...lol
Wiki says this: "Orgasm may also be achieved by stimulation of the nipples, uterus, or other erogenous zones. In addition to physical stimulation, orgasm can be achieved from psychological arousal alone, such as during dreaming (which may be a nocturnal emission)."
the uterus?! huh. How do you do that?
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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