There's Something So Profound About Group Orgasm

There's Something So Profound About Group Orgasm

Carlin Ross

Submitted on Mon, 04/07/2014 - 13:50

When Betty and I were picking out dates for our Spring workshops, I didn't realize that we'd scheduled our first group on my birthday weekend. Somehow that felt ordained. I can't think of a better way to celebrate the day of my birth.

I love to wake up Saturday morning and prepare the room, the temple. The space is a perfect square with a door leading to the foray and a door leading to the kitchen so you can close the room off from the rest of the apartment. It feels like a womb - warm, safe, and sacred. It's the same room where Betty hosted sex parties during the sexual revolution and three decades of workshops as part of the feminist movement. The energy in the space is pure.

I sterilized the barbells and wiped down the vibrators and prepared the implements of pleasure.

It's so satisfying to invest my time and energy guiding women to orgasm and selflove. I've raised billions of dollars on Wall Street, prosecuted civil rights violations, and launched several companies but nothing compares to Bodysex. I understand why Betty ran groups until she wore out her hip joints getting up and down off the floor. Communing with women is one of life's greatest joys.

We went around the circle introduced ourselves and answered "how do you feel about your body & how do you feel about your orgasm". Women had traveled from Canada, Spain, London, and Norway for Bodysex. I totally blanked and forgot that one of the women was a journalist who'd interviewed Betty weeks ago and would be writing a piece on Bodysex for Elle Britain and The Guardian. Sometimes I think we subconsciously block out PR because we don't want it to affect the group and we don't want to get our hopes up. After Betty's Maker's interview got tabled, I stopped respecting mainstream feminists and women's mags. I don't think they'll ever fully understand Betty's contribution to womankind.

After genital show & tell, we reassembled back in the circle to share our thoughts. This is when you notice the visible change in each woman's countenance - the lightness and release. One share got emotional...there was tension...she left the room. I questioned whether Betty handled it the right way. It precipitated an amazing share from another woman. Then Betty had us hold hands and send her healing energy. She returned to the circle and we ended Day 1.

Day 1 is intense because we've laid our souls bare and shared our greatest intimacy - our vulva - with complete strangers. A great deal of pain and sorrow bubbles up to the surface and is released. That is the healing. Day 2 is lighter because we've bonded and now we're going to celebrate our sisterhood with group orgasm.

There's something so profound about group orgasm. You're stimulating your own body and sharing your orgasm with others but there's no performance anxiety or agenda or obligation. As one woman reaches orgasm the energy passes around the circle. When I hear a woman orgasm, I can't hold back. My orgasm just gushes out of my body. You come...you laugh...you watch an orgasm...you nibble on fruit...you drink some water and go back for more. The laughter is pure joy - experiencing your sexuality in a safe and loving environment free from judgment and inhibition gives you the giggles.

Betty pulled alongside several woman with her hitachi to guide them to orgasm. I can't describe what it feels like to watch a young woman have her first orgasm...and then another and another and another. We clap and cheer. Bodysex would be such a wonderful way for young girls to be initiated into womanhood. It's my sincerest desire to certify women to run their own Bodysex workshops across the globe so every young girl can have this experience.

By the time we got ready to take the women through the pillow fuck, we'd all had several orgasms. As we straddled our pillows and vibrators - on our hands and knees facing each other - you could feel the energy heighten in the room. We came like crazy. I looked across the circle and saw that one of the women was wearing her vulvaheart. It looked beautiful. Then I grabbed my iPhone and took pictures of my orgasm to share with all of you.