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Feminism, Women's Lib and the Sexual Revolution

Updated: Apr 12, 2024



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     Before the advent of feminism and the sexual revolution in the early 1960s, women mainly did not work outside of the home.

     Society during the cold, stuffy days of the 1950s and generations before told women that they had to belong to a man and could not have a career and family at the same time. They were told that they must play the role of wife, mother and homemaker and have a whole lot of children. In other words, fulfill all the needs of their husbands and especially their sexual needs.

     In 1960 a bona fide miracle occurred in the United States. A great hero by the name of Margaret Sanger (1879 – 1966) burst onto the medical scene by making oral birth control pills a reality (2015). This woman was the founder of the American Birth Control League, the forerunner of Planned Parenthood Federation of America (2015).

     Today, Planned Parenthood is still the foremost leader of contraception delivery services to women, especially in poor communities that they serve. Full disclosure: I am a huge supporter of Planned Parenthood. I have given the organization thousands of dollars over the years on the grounds that they are the number one abortion provider in the United States.

     Probably the greatest thing about the birth control pill was that it sparked what became known as the “Sexual Revolution”. This quite simply was an event that took place beginning in 1960 but really did not take off until the late 1960s where, because of Sanger’s efforts to bring the pill to market, women all over America could make their own reproductive choices and could determine for themselves to whom they wanted to have sex with and how often and when. As already mentioned, before the 1960s, women were always expected to fulfil their husband’s sexual needs no questions asked and more often then not those needs resulted in many pregnancies. Now, women could take the pill and have as much sex as they wanted and control how many babies they would produce.

     Also, single women could then be free to become sexually active with men that before the invention of the pill could never even consider becoming intimate with. All they would have to do is take the pill and if they chose to become sexually active, whether that be promiscuous or in a steady, committed relationship they could do whatever pleased them and not suffer any kind of unwanted pregnancies. This has got to be one of the greatest inventions of all time.

     Naturally, after coming off the cold days of the 1950s where society was backwards in their radical conservatism and close-minded attitudes especially towards sex, the invention of this pill was very controversial indeed. What made this subject so intensely controversial at the time was that in generations before the 1960s Americans believed that the female orgasm was not something to have any concern about during sexual intercourse. It was only the man who had to be satisfied sexually. This mainly came from a myth that circulated in society that women were not sexual creatures (Carusi, 2023), only the men were sexual with those kinds of needs. So, for a pill to come along to make a woman free to express herself sexually and explore her own sexuality in whatever ways they wanted, especially if she chose to have many sexual partners the conservative society in America just could not cope with this concept of female sexual openness.

     For the new group of women that became known in later years as “feminists”, or women that believed in women thinking for themselves and not living under the oppressive yoke of male dominance, they believed the pill to be a form of “sexual empowerment” (Carusi, 2023).

     It is a fact that the pill caused a lot of promiscuity and a great deal of women let their inhibitions down and indulged in what became known for time immortal as the “sexual revolution,” and “counterculture” which was all about free love (aka sex) but what social conservatives did not consider at the time is the positive impact that the birth control pill really brought to sexually active couples.

     Unlike in generations before 1960 it was understood that big families were a reality. This was partly because for the first two hundred years or so our country had been mainly an agrarian culture and farms dominated the economy, therefore, the farm owner wanted many children, especially boys, to help run the farm. There were always those couples who decided that they would just like to have big families, but many times, the reasons for big families were either the lack of birth control altogether or else ineffective birth control.

     With the advent of the pill, couples could now engage in sexual intercourse and not worry about pregnancy. They could plan to have maybe one or two children instead of expecting possibly having ten kids during the life of their marriage. This is such an amazing thing when somebody thinks about it. The ability to choose how much sex they want, and they will not have to worry about having too much sex because the pill will regulate the amount of pregnancies the woman has has been a Godsend.

     In England, during the years of 1950 – 1980, teenage girls were having a lot of sex.

     In many ways, English girls of this period were much like teenagers in America today. Forty to sixty years ago the mores of sexuality and sexual knowledge for girls as they entered puberty were much more of an exploratory and more highly knowledgeable level then their mothers or grandmothers. When British girls’ mothers were their age society told them that “nice girls” did not have sex before marriage. They must be celibate until their wedding night. But, by the 1970s, teenage girls in England not only did not think like their elders but they knew much more about sex then their mothers and grandmothers knew when they were thirteen or fourteen. Plus, there were new “incentives” and “Justifications” for having sex (Hannah, 2020). There was an attitude in Britain in the 1970s that dictated about sex, “Everybody else is doing it so I better” (Hannah, 2020) was causing many young girls to lose their virginity long before they walked down the aisle in a wedding dress and say their “I do’s”. The social norms by this time had changed to the point where adolescent British girls were almost expected to “give it up” with their boyfriends nearly as soon as they started dating in early adolescence (Hannah, 2020).

     British morals of the 1970s has pervaded American society. Today, most young people are having sex before marriage with a few exceptions. This is just the way the world is nowadays.

     As we have seen, the sexual revolution has really transformed the world and made us into more open societies and hopefully America will never go back to a Leave it to Beaver society.

 

References

 

(2015). The birth control: A history. Planned Parenthood.  https://www.plannedparenthood.org/files/1514/3518/7100/Pill_History_FactSheet.pdf.

 

Carusi, Daniela, M.D. (2023) The pill and the sexual revolution. PBS: American Experience. https://www.pbs.org/wgbh/americanexperience/features/pill-and-sexual-revolution/

 

Charnock, H. (2020). TEENAGE GIRLS, FEMALE FRIENDSHIP AND THE MAKING OF THE SEXUAL REVOLUTION IN ENGLAND, 1950–1980. The Historical Journal, 63(4), 1032-1053. doi:https://doi.org/10.1017/S0018246X19000396

 
 
 

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                               The Wedding Day
                                                                                       

     The expensive sports cars, both foreign and domestic as well as sedans and SUVs were parked in the large church parking lot at St. John’s United Methodist Church parking lot in Belleville, Pennsylvania.

     It was nearing two o’clock on the afternoon of August 6, 2022. The church sanctuary that held in excess of three hundred people was filled to capacity as Travis Jones, aged nineteen was anxiously waiting at the front of the church all dressed in a black tuxedo for his bride, Brandi Jacobson to walk down the aisle to marry him.

     Travis looked handsome at around six feet two inches tall, 230 pounds of pure muscle. He smelled great from his Polo cologne he was wearing. Although the church was air conditioned sweat still furrowed his brow due to the fact that the tuxedo he was wearing was very warm and he was very nervous. His face was a bit red as well.

     He kept on clenching his hands little by little as he waited for the bridal march to begin and the time would come for his beautiful bride to come marching down the aisle. He knew he was such a lucky guy. He and his bride Brandi were both virgins as they started dating at the age of thirteen and decided a year later to stay celibate until marriage. By that time it was very evident how much in love they were and pretty much everybody that knew them expected that they would stay together, perhaps for life and marriage would just be a natural transition after High School and into adulthood.

     As more sweat began to form on Travis’s brow finally, what seemed like an eternity after he began waiting for Brandi but what probably was only about twenty minutes he saw Brandi and her father show up at the back of the church. They stood at the entrance to the church sanctuary.

     Suddenly, the bridal march began to be played by the organist.

     As “Here Comes the Bride” began playing, Brandi, who was dressed in a very tight, low cut strapless mermaid white wedding dress that showed most of her large 42DD size boobs and hugged her perfectly curvaceous 24x34 measurements at a meager eight-nine pounds she weighed in at came up the aisle slowly escorted by her father.

     Travis felt himself perk up as soon as she began walking down the aisle. He let himself not even trying to resist as he felt himself become totally engorged in blood. His bride was beautiful, with not only her perfect body but her beautiful, long, straight jet black hair and black eyes to go along with that perfect figure.

     Soon, she was finally at the front of the church and she stood next to Travis.

     She was all smiles as she and Travis both said their own vows to each other in a very romantic ceremony.

     The wedding was over by 2:20 pm. They went to the reception by 3:30 PM and then to the Inn at 11:35 they arrived.

When they got there they went inside the suite.

To be continued in “The wedding night”
 

                          The Wedding Night
 

     Mr. and Mrs. Brandi and Travis Jones, who were married at two o’clock in the afternoon now found themselves sitting on the end of the bed. It was already 11 PM. They still had their clothes on as they had just arrived to the hotel not fifteen minutes earlier.

     Travis touched Brandi’s face with his right index finger. Then he kissed her passionately on the lips.

     “Oh Travis,” Brandi moaned.

     Travis laughed and then kissed her again. Softly he said, “What do you say we get out of these hot clothes?”

     Brandi looked down at the floor, smiled, blushed and then said, “Yes.”

     They both stood up, stumbled a bit as they made their way to the side of the bed. They both laughed.

     Travis took his clothes off first. He started slow and then as he watched Brandi take her top off and eventually expose her breasts he undressed faster and faster, all the while feeling himself become engorged in blood.

     Brandi must have noticed because she laughed and said, “Oh, Travis, honey.”

     Within probably half a minute Travis was naked. Fully erect, showing his nine inch penis, he climbed into bed, under the covers, folding the top two blankets across his chest. He had his arms folded and behind his neck. He had a grin on his face. “C’mon babe,” he said as Brandi furiously tried to unzip the back zipper of her wedding gown.

     Travis knew to how solve this problem. Being the gentlemen that he was he climbed out of bed, still erect, and then walked over to Brandi, got behind her, put his arms around her waist, kissed her on the neck and whispered in her ear, “Do you mind if I help you dear?”

     Brandi just let out a sigh and Travis took that for a “yes”.

     Travis slowly unzipped the dress, and then watched as it fell to the floor, his new bride totally naked from head to toe. He just stood there looking at her perfect body, how dark complected it was. How luscious and young and firm everything was, especially her amazing breasts. Both her nipples were getting erect before his very eyes. He did not know much about women or sex but he had a feeling this might mean that she was becoming sexually aroused.

     She turned around, with tears in her eyes and giving her eyes a raccoon look due to the running of the mascara. She said, “Oh, Travis…I just can’t…I just…”

     “Shhh”, Travis said. “You don’t have to say a word.”

     “But,” she said, now the tears were completely streaming in three paths down her cheeks. Her face was slightly red.

     Travis let her to the bed and helped her in and they both got under the covers with the first two blankets folded downwards so they could see the tops of each other down to each other’s waists.

     Travis leaned over and began kissing Brandi. They were slow, passionate, kisses. He could feel her heavy breathing. He knew she was enjoying this as much as he was.

     After many minutes of smooching, Travis stopped kissing. She was still crying and Travis began wiping the tears off of her face with his fingers.

     “Travis, I can’t even begin to say how much I love you. If only there were words…”

     “I love you too,” Travis reciprocated.

     Travis kissed her again. After they finished smooching Travis began touching her nipples and playing with them, fingering them, and running his fingers around and over them. He could now and again hear gasps from Brandi and feel her body as it jolted up in the air.

     After a few minutes of playing with the hard nipples which, as he kept on playing with them kept on getting harder and harder which Travis just knew meant she was getting even more aroused sexually. He began massaging her breasts. They were as hard as a brick house. So firm. So awesome to touch. He massaged them with his right hand by starting with the right boob and playing with it for many minutes. Then, he massaged the left breast.

     Brandi’s body kept on rising and falling as he kept on massaging her breasts. Up and down. Up and down it moved. This was really exciting Travis and giving him sexual arousal like he had never experienced.  These new feelings and emotions were just pouring over his brain and body and he loved them all. This was his wedding night and in less than twelve hours he and Brandi would be embarking on their fourteen-night, fifteen-day honeymoon to Paris. He could feel her heavy breathing and gasps which came and went more rapidly as the minutes flew by.

     “Do you mind switching to your stomach, my love?” Travis gently asked Brandi.

     Brandi giggled and then said, “Sure.”

     After she was on her stomach, Travis started massaging her back, starting with her neck. He erotically massaged her, really rubbing that neck, feeling lots of knots and tightness in it. He could hear her moan softly and let out deep breaths. He then kept on going slowly downward, feeling every inch of her back and enjoying his fingers as they sank into her soft back. He was firm in his back rub yet erotic and he must have been doing a good job he thought because her breathing became even more labored and faster. She kept on letting out more moans of approval and eventually, she said, “Oh Travis.”

     Travis did not say anything, just let his hands do all the talking.

     “You’re such a magnificient man,” she said.

     By now he was done with her back. He asked her to flip over. She complied.

     She had a big smile on her face. Her nipples were so rip roaring big that Travis thought they could cut through steel they were so hard.

     Travis began by running his fingers over and around her nipples, feeling every fleshy hardness of them. This made Brandi even more excited as the nipples got even harder in Travis’s fingers as he massaged them. He could feel her body rising as he kept on massaging the nipples and she let out soft moans of approval. “Ooooh Travis,” she muttered over and over again as Travis then moved to touching her breasts. They were so firm like steel or concrete. Travis could not believe that a woman’s breasts could be that hard.

     Then, Travis’s hands made their way down onto her perfectly sculpted abs. They contracted and expanded as he touched every inch of them. Up and down her belly rose and fell. He kissed Brandi and said, “God, honey, you are gorgeous. You have an amazing body.”

     She grinned, chuckled and said, “So do you, baby.”

     Next, was the piece de resistance. This is what every man who has ever made love to a woman looks forward to during the throes of passion.  And, that’s the mighty vagina. Travis sat next to his new bride and just stared at every millimeter of the fleshy organ. It was completely devoid of any pubic hair. Obviously she had been freshly waxed no more than a day or two before this night, Travis knew. Brandi’s vagina was just the right size for his penis Travis thought. Not too big or small. Just the right size. Perfect, he thought.

He mounted her and she let out a squeal of approval. “Oh, Travis…Oh.”

Travis laughed and said, “This is what we have been waiting for since we were thirteen sweetheart.

Travis slid his penis oh so slowly into the very tight vagina. It was a very right squeeze and because she was a virgin it did not go in very easily or fast. She let out a yelp, obviously because she had never been penetrated before and this was a new experience for her as well as for Travis.

Travis began pumping her and after a few minutes stopped. Her body was writing as he pumped his body in and out, in and out. She huffed and puffed and let out yelps and moans as he went about his business.

Travis would take a break every few minutes after he pumped her and she kept on getting more and more excited every time he would pump her. Her breathing kept on going faster and faster the whole time. She was enjoying this Travis could easily tell. And, Travis was liking it too.

After about thirty minutes of pumping Travis decided to go for the touchdown. He was going to see if he could get her to have an orgasm. So, he pumped her hard and fast. She kept breathing harder and faster, harder and faster, harder and faster until…”OOOOOOHHHHHH Travis!!!!” she screamed as she had the most explosive orgasm. Travis still did not stop so she climaxed a second and a third time.  This surprised Travis that she could multiply her orgasms so he did not stop. He let his body guide hers into a long string of her having a lollapalooza of orgasms.

Her orgasms came in at first every one minute. But, as Travis kept on pumping her they increased in intensity and frequency to after a while they were every forty seconds. Then after a while it was every twenty two seconds. Then, finally, Travis really gave it too her good and she was orgasming every seven seconds. When it was at that point Travis kept it up, and she had a string of multiple orgasms seventeen orgasms in a row. In total, Travis thought she must have had a good fifty orgasms that night. Then, finally, Travis exploded in his own orgasm.

Brandi giggled and said, “Oh wow, Travis.”

Travis laughed and said, “Oh yeah.”

Brandi replied, “That was fucking amazing.”

“Ohhh yeah. How do you feel?” Asked Travis.

Giggling she said, “Like I’ve never felt in my life.”

Travis hugged her and kissed her passionately on the lips. “Me too, darling. Me too.”

They both held each other and talked for an hour and then turned over and went to sleep.

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