My Sex Towards Achieving a Twin Orgasm
And I’m not talking multiples here.

“Sexuality is our spirituality in physical form.”
— Amy Jo Goddard
“Did you cum?”
“Oh yeah. It was so good, honey.”
I used to lie to my boyfriend about achieving orgasm. Particularly during our first years together. I had no idea how it felt to erupt from the inside out, and I hated lying to him about it. I didn’t nail the fake orgasm quite like Meg Ryan’s famous performance in the 89’ flick When Harry Met Sally, and I always felt as if he would see right through me, but he never did. At least, not aloud. Eventually, I figured out that he wasn’t overly concerned for my orgasm as much as his own. He was the first guy I had sex with, and we were together for five years. Not once did he take the time to learn how to rock my world. Still, I remained hopeful that someday I would experience an orgasm.
I didn’t see it happening with him.
To be clear, I am not talking about just any orgasm. I am referring to the Holy Grail of the female orgasm — a full-blown, earth-shattering climatic journey to heaven and back — the elusively sexy Twin Orgasm.
This style of blended orgasm is achievable when both a clitoral and vaginal orgasm coincides.
HuffPost elaborates on the twin orgasm:
“These twin orgasms have been known to last anywhere from 1 to 15 minutes, ending in a “giant” orgasm (yes, the medical literature actually uses the word “giant,” so you know it’s got to be good).”
Mmm…
Sounds more than good to me. But if we’re going to discuss the sexy journey toward a woman’s twin orgasm, we have to journey it together.
Are you ready?
First, we need to break down the blended orgasm components.
I. The Clitoral Orgasm
According to a study published in the NeuroQuantology journal, “Clitoral orgasms result from direct stimulation of the clitoris, and are described as localized, sharp, bursting, and short-lasting.”
I didn’t know a whole lot about reaching an orgasm back when my sex life existed on the instinctive need to fuck rather than a slow, sensual experience toward ecstasy. However, I did realize that whatever it took to achieve the enchanted realm of orgasm would forever elude me within my first sexual relationship.
My boyfriend had a permanent hard-on but lacked a lover’s touch. Unfortunately, even his attempts to go down on me were not in the least bit pleasurable. Where I had hoped to reach a clitoral orgasm turned out to be a cringe-worthy initiation into cunnilingus.
Too many teeth, no finesse, and hard sucking make for:
“Can I go down on you?”
“Umm. I’m not really into it right now.”
“Can you suck my cock then?”
He didn’t have the same issues about oral sex as me. I didn’t yet know the hedonistic delights of a man’s artistic tongue or the tantalizing ache to push myself into his mouth greedily.
I have since developed a deep appreciation for a man who isn’t averse to tasting a woman. Not all men are into it enough to excel at the fine art of eating pussy.
It’s a damn shame.
I prefer my oral served up on a slow tease platter with a man who not only knows his way around a woman’s delicate hotspot but relishes the discovery of her individualized pleasure.
My luck eventually improved in the clitoral orgasm department when I met and married my first husband. With him, I always felt on the brink of vaginal orgasm during intercourse but could never quite make it over the finishing line.
It was pretty frustrating.
The vaginal orgasm still evaded me, but he gave great head and did so frequently. His thirst for adventurous lovemaking proved successful. He enjoyed the process of refining his cunnilingus skills, using his tongue and fingers to unearth what turned me on — and always before he finished, God bless him.
Clitoral orgasm achieved.
That was around the same time when I became more intimately aware of my body, forging a new understanding of my sexuality. I didn’t own a sex tool kit yet, but I did have fingers, and I used them to discover what made me wet and which moves brought me to climax. I found my touch arousing sensation as I completely surrendered to how I felt in my most hidden places.
And low and behold, I can bring myself to a clitoral orgasm.
The process of solo pleasure is an essential part of eventual sexual realization. For a woman fully realizing her sexual power, it is a profoundly personal journey of getting to “know herself” as she tentatively seeks out the path of her unique love language to gain intimate insights into herself as a full-embodied, feminine woman.
We’re talking about transforming the patterns imprinted upon her inner-sanctuary and core being beyond the shame she may have learned to associate with her womanhood and sexuality from a young age. Self-pleasure can help prepare a woman for her ultimate sexual experiences — the soulful journey toward the twin orgasm.
The lit-clit scene may also pave the way toward …
II. The Vaginal Orgasm
More from HuffPost:
“Also known as the controversial “G-spot” orgasm, these don’t happen for all women…. vaginal orgasms are achieved more through intercourse than clitoral stimulation, and are described as “whole body” and longer-lasting than clitoral orgasms. Women who report having vaginal orgasms may also be more likely to experience multiple orgasms.”
My early to mid-thirties was a transformative time for me. I divorced my husband to embark on a fresh take on life which entailed many hours of deep thinking, wine, self-analysis, and some of the best conversations with people that I have had to date.
I listened to a lot of post-grunge and armed myself with an impressive kink collection that included various vibrators, dildos, cuffs, and lots of lingerie, among other things. I also took a well-endowed young Canadian lover and proceeded to fuck the shit out of sex.
Those wild sexy years introduced me to the vagina orgasm, and it blew my mind.
It was a profound time in my life. Intermediary, even. I was rediscovering myself at a spiritual level, and sexuality played a big part in who I was becoming. The fact that I shed my sexual inhibitions and adjusted stale thinking, past heavy energy, and stuffy ways of being became the catalyst in experiencing the deeper, whole-body vagina orgasm.
I had made room for a different me, and I let myself go to the point of ecstasy, and nothing was off-limits or taboo. It was a private sexual revolution if you will. My Canadian lover was more than happy to accommodate my renewed appetite for sex. Still, I have to admit that I reached the most intense vagina orgasms via a trusty vibrator and his witness. The look in his eyes as he watched me made me feel pure, filthy, and powerful, and it was damn amazing.
But the relationship didn’t last. As much as I appreciated his role in my life, I didn’t fall in love with him. I hungered to experience another human in a more connective and meaningful way.
So, I silently thanked him for introducing me to the vagina orgasm as I unknowingly cleared the path for something greater…
III. The Twin Orgasm
“Sexuality is to spirituality as sensation is to higher thought.” — Amy Jo Goddard.
Suppose you Google how to achieve a twin or blended orgasm. In that case, you’re likely to find a chunk of narrative describing both clitoral and vagina orgasms, after which you are told to relax and practice positions that simultaneously stimulate both erogenous zones — the G-spot and the clitoris.
Healthline offers a list of the best sex positions for blended orgasm:
- cowgirl or reverse cowgirl
- standing
- closed missionary position
- spooning
- doggy (but without hands on the floor)
I cannot dispute the Sexperts when it comes to the physiology of sex. It may very well be true that you can reach the twin orgasm through intentional practice, or at least have fun trying to get there. However, in my experience, no amount of physical stimulation alone will ever be enough to set me on the path toward blended orgasm fire.
For me, the third and most vital component to achieving the ultimate orgasm through intercourse is all about the soulful connection with my lover — the degree to which we feel for each other, the honesty in the expression, and the unique love energy created together.
About four months after I ended it with the Canadian, I met my now-husband. He was different yet oddly familiar as if I knew him without knowing him. I do not doubt that we are karmic soulmates. At the time, the two of us connected on all basic levels — mind, body, and spirit.
The soulful connection spilled over into the bedroom, where our lovemaking often took on a very spiritual element. As if layering the inner-work and spiritual path that I had already undertaken. I would literally sense the higher fusion of our souls entwining as much as our physical bodies joined in sexual union. Still, it required me to fully surrender to the deep desire and passion present in the unifying act.
That powerful, spiritual feature between our sexual energy created the most intense orgasms of my life where I erupted in both body and soul — the twin orgasm.
Tamera.org captures my point when they say, “the way of erotic love is a sacred path to the divine world.”
The journey toward a woman’s twin orgasm may include experience, sexual realization, and a process of shedding one’s inhibitions. But no doubt, it lies at the exquisite intersection of spirituality and sexuality: that, and an intensely mutual desire to surrender to higher love and soul-to-soul connection.
Let’s hope the best is yet to come.
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