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Men have been forever derided by women for being unable to find the G-spot but as it turns out, there is a very good reason why men never seem to find it; the G-spot doesn’t exist.

Shocking, right? But true. Back in 1982, magazines like Cosmo and others told women to get to the G-spot by “squatting” so it would be easier “to stick one or two fingers inside the vagina” and make the necessary “come-hither motion.”

The maize-cob-like patch on the front wall of the vagina had just been baptized the G-spot and this was supposed to be the trick to the ever elusive women’s orgasms.

Resultantly, the G-spot economy started booming: G-spot vibrators, G-spot condoms, G-spot lube, G-spot workshops, and so on.

Even English language dictionaries started including it in the list of offerings. Merriam-Webster describes the G-spot as a “highly erogenous mass of tissue” in every dictionary it prints.

Recently, the woman who helped “discover” the G-spot, came out to say that we’ve all been obsessed with the wrong thing.

THAT WOMAN IS Beverly Whipple, PhD.

She and a team of researchers officially coined the term “G-spot” in the early ’80s. They named the thing, which they described as a “sensitive” “small bean.” They had worked with a German researcher, Ernst Gräfenberg (yeah, a dude) who is the real Godfather of the G-spot. Heck, it is named after him. And just like that, your most frustrating fake body part was born.

Whipple now says that when they coined the G-spot, they didn’t ascribe it to one particular area in the vagina.

“Women are capable of experiencing sexual pleasure many different ways. Everyone is unique,” she says now.

Whimple says that the media just ran with that rough spot on the roof of the vagina for reasons only God knows. It is the media that invented the G-spot as we know it.

Researchers did too. In 2012, a study published in

The Journal of Sexual Medicine proclaimed that of course the G-spot was real. It just wasn’t a bean. It was actually an 8.1- by 3.6-millimeter “rope-like” piece of anatomy, a “blue” and “grape-like” sac. This revelation came from gynecologic surgeon Adam Ostrzenski, MD, PhD, after his study of an 83-year-old woman’s cadaver. (He went on to sell “G-spotplasty” treatments to women.) Over the years, lots of other researchers found the G-spot to be lots of other things: “a thick patch of nerves,” “the urethral sponge,” “a gland,” “a bunch of nerves.”

For the most part, though, the thing that women were supposed to find has remained a mystery to the experts telling them to find it. Dozens of trials used surveys, pathologic specimens, imaging, and biochemical markers to try to pinpoint the elusive G-spot once and for all.

In 2006, a biopsy of women’s vaginas turned up nothing.

In 2012, a group of doctors reviewed every single piece of known data on record and found no proof that the G-spot exists.

In 2017, in the most recent and largest postmortem study to date done on 13 cadavers, researchers looked again: still nothing.

The conclusion over the years has been that a G-spot is not one particular thing. It is different for each woman, which makes it much harder to consistently find it. Researchers now believe that it is not a spot at all, or a body part.

And if anything is going to insist that it is the G-spot, it is the clitoris.