Is chastity overrated?

Chastity is probably the very last thing I would recommend to someone who is seeking to find a compatible mate. Within marriage, one essential area of compatibility is sexual compatibility. And I don't see any way for two people to determine if they are sexually compatible unless they have sex, and lots of it. Preferably they will do that before marriage, so they don't end up legally entangled with someone they find they do cannot have good sex with.

But then, I would not just advocate having sex with a potential husband or wife; I would also recommend that both men and women spend some time sowing their wild oats before settling down. Because unless one experiments with different sexual partners, one cannot really get a good idea of the kinds of sex that are enjoyable or objectionable. If you only ever know one sexual partner, then you have no way of knowing how they might compare to another one. (Which, I believe, is one motivation for pushing chastity – men don't want their wives to know their, um, shortcomings in comparison to other men.)

All this business about how ‘cherished’ virginity is in a wife strikes me as sanctimonious hoohah. A virgin bride is an ignorant bride. She has no idea how to bring pleasure to her mate, or even what she herself might enjoy. And if the man is a virgin, too, that just doubles the trouble. In that case, it's going to be the blind leading the blind, and it could be a long time before they begin to learn how to have really great sex. And even when they do, there will always be the nagging knowledge that they have no other experiences to compare it to: is it possible their marital sex life is woefully inadequate, compared to the kind of sex they might have had with someone else? They will never know.

I came of age in the 1970s, and my mother was very liberal with regard to sex. She would leave the house so my boyfriend and I could have some privacy, and she would pay for our hotel room when we went off on vacations. She made sure that I was well educated about sex; and also that I had the pill, as soon as I started being sexually active. (At first, we used condoms and foam; but my mom took me to the doctor as soon as I brought it up.)

This was in the “free love” era, before AIDS, and so pregnancy was the only major worry. Chastity was not considered much of a virtue among the folks I knew. And it was a mystery to me why anyone would think that virginity was a good thing, because first-time sex was painful and difficult; it only got better after the virginity was gone. Of all the men I've been intimate with, I've never met even one who would have preferred a virgin.

My high school romance was sweet, deep, intense, and idealistic, but ultimately short-lived. He was not the man for me, in the long run; nor was anyone else I ever met quite right, either. But that did not stop me from meeting men that I liked and lusted after; as well as men that I loved and spent a few years with, and kept as best friends for decades. But no matter whether it was an exclusive relationship or a one-night stand, the wonderful thing was learning about sex itself, all the glorious ways that a man and a woman could relate at that most intimate level. And as I learned, I became better at loving men; and it was also obvious to me that men who had more sexual experiences were also better lovers.

I suppose from some biblical view, other people would think there should be some shame involved in casual sex, or at least some regret, some twinge of guilt. But that was never the case for me. The whole idea that sex was somehow sinful or shameful just seemed absurd to me. It made no sense at all to me that such a deeply sacred experience should be regarded as dirty or impure. (As Ayn Rand once said, when I ran into people with that viewpoint, it made me think that they were the ones who were tainted, not me.) Sex was one thing in life that seemed purely good, and that was that.

That does not mean that I was completely fulfilled in my sexual relationships, though; because I always had this deep submissive longing that never seemed to get completely met. But even plain ordinary sex was a holy thing to me. There was just the sheer wonderfulness of a man's flesh, the smell and the feel of it, that made me realize the goodness of Nature itself. I only wish that I had been better able to understand and articulate my own needs for sexual submission when I was younger; perhaps I would have been motivated to find more dominant men to relate to.

However, the glorious “free love” years came to an end in the 80s, with the discovery of AIDS and the new emphasis on safe sex. Now I'm all for safe sex, even if I don't always like the actual mechanics what that means in practice. But it certainly does not need to mean abstinence; condoms and spermicidal foam are very effective at preventing HIV transmission. (And since the female-to-male transmission rate is so low, a woman is pretty safe if she's sleeping only with straight men, and always uses condoms.) Still, my love life slowed way down as I became much more careful. Even my friends who have open polyamorous relationships have learned to be more careful about who does what with whom and how.

Now, I can't help but feel sorry for people who grew up in the age of AIDS, and who never had a chance to know the joyous, heady, liberating days of sexual freedom that followed the 1960s. Nowadays, while most people don't wait for marriage in order to have sex, most of them still seem to feel that you have to be in a committed relationship in order to enjoy sex. For me, that would have been much too stifling when I was young. Sex itself was a holy rite, and it could not be bound by ‘commitment’. Now that I'm older, it's not such a bad thing to live with; but for a young person to have such tight restrictions on their love life seems sad to me. I can only hope that they will have a large number of such ‘committed relationships’ before they get themselves tangled up in marriage.

Anyway, that's the view on chastity from where I sit. I just never had any use for it at all, and probably never will. I can see being in an exclusive romantic relationship, of course. But I see no point in abstaining from sex just because one does not happen to be in such a relationship. I would strongly advise safe sexual practices, of course; but no activity in life is entirely risk-free, including sex. There are ways to be safe and still explore the wonders of sexuality.

I would not insist that everyone else should share my views in favor of wild passions, erotic liberation and sexual exploration; but neither do I feel others are justified in implying that we should all share their bible-based views that extol the ‘virtues’ of chastity, either. If that's the view from within their specific religion, fine. But let's try to remember that there are plenty of other religions around that would disagree on the value of chastity; as well as atheists and agnostics, too. Not everyone is going to regard chastity as good and virginity as a “treasure”. Some of us regard both of those as unfortunate nuisances, and we happen to regard sex itself as the sacred and priceless treasure.

DeeMarie

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I never want to impose my rel

I never want to impose my religious beliefs on anyone, and I find it very intereting to read the viewpoints of others. However, I will quibble with one statement: "a virgin bride is an ignorant bride." That assumes that she has had no sexual experience at all. I often tell my daughter that there is a LOT that young people in love can do that is of a sexual nature without actually having intercourse. In fact, it is the emphasis on those kinds of "foreplay" activities that often help a girl understand how she best reaches orgasm and how to please a young man with her hands or mouth...sometimes jumping right into intercourse bypasses those lovely first, second, and third bases! Obviously, not all Christians take such a liberal view of petting before marriage, but we do...and besides, a long, committed marriage is one night after another in which to learn and grow and have tremendous fun! Charlotte

For Once We Agree

For once we completely agree, Dee Marie. So long as precautions are taken I think it's a good idea to explore and find out what it is they want in a sexual partner. I was fortunate to be able to sow some wild oats before I got married and I'm glad I have that in my past to remember and look back on. There were great experiences, mundane experiences and a few lousy ones, but they all gave me valuable experience and knowledge.

"Pat"

my thoughts

I fully understand where you are coming from, and, up to a certain point, I can agree with you.

But I also see things from the other end of the spectrum. I am in my 30s, and am still a virgin. Not from lack of opportunities (oh, there've been LOTS of those), but from a conscious decision to save myself for that special someone. It is religious in part, but more personal. I simply wish to be able to say to whoever it is going to be: I loved you when I didn't even know you; loved you so much that I waited all my life for you. Now we can discover what we want together, and can learn about our own personal intimacy without a past.

I've been lied to so many times that I just prefer to wait.

But I can understand what you've said, and why. And, in response to Charlotte, yes, there is a great deal that can happen before that final act. And I wouldn't mind a chance to explore it. Preferably with someone who won't lie to me.

Sharon

Anything but

In her most recent book 'Stet, Damnit!' Florence King writes of her generation of women (born in the 1930s):

The erotic contortionism we called "Everything But" made us the Keystone Cops of heavy petting, stripping gears and kicking holes in dashboards with high heels, but our dates not only put up with it, they respected us for being virgins because we had them convinced nice girls never got into the back seat.

It's rather touching to find that 'antyhing but' girls still exist!

Is sexual experience over-rated?

Hello DeeMarie,

It is an interesting question but I can't help but think that there are very few communities in the world, either today or in the past, where your question could be asked without being ridiculed, or where the questioner could actually expect the question to be taken seriously.  I'm not trying to say that your question is a bad or stupid question but only that I think you are one of a relatively small minority of people who have ever lived on the planet for whom such a question is meaningful, relevant and worthy of asking.

First, my understanding is that for most people today and for most of those who preceded us, chastity was and continues to be, principally a social and economic issue regardless of whether it also happens to be a religious or spiritual one.  Widespread reliable contraception is a relatively recent phenomena (and still not that widespread) and for many women in the world a child at the wrong time and in the wrong place could cause very severe economic, social or medical difficulties, either for the pregnant woman, the child, her family, other offspring or all of these people.  Equally there are also good reasons why having a child (or lots of them) might be considered a means of avoiding future difficulties.  There is no small number of women for whom having a child or not having a child at a particular time continues to be a life and death issue.  For those of us who live in the 21st century in one of the highly “developed” countries, the risks of sexual adventure are extremely and abnormally low when compared to the risks involved for most of the planet's past and present inhabitants.

Chastity is probably the very last thing I would recommend to someone who is seeking to find a compatible mate.  Within marriage, one essential area of compatibility is sexual compatibility.

How do you define essential?  Essential to what?  To happiness, to joy, to peace of mind, to economic security?  How did you conclude that sexual compatibility is essential?  How many marriages in the world did you analyse and within what philosophical paradigm(s) did you analyse them?  How do you define compatibility, and with reference to what goals?

You suggest that virginity is overrated but I find your arguments weak and it seems to me that there is a better case for arguing that sexual experience is overrated.

If you only ever know one sexual partner, then you have no way of knowing how they might compare to another one. (Which, I believe, is one motivation for pushing chastity – men don't want their wives to know their, um, shortcomings in comparison to other men.)

You imply that not knowing how one partner compares to another is a bad thing, but why should it be a bad thing, how did you decide that it is a bad thing?  When person P can't compare Q with R then they have no reason to be dissatisfied with whichever one of Q or R that they have.  If P isn't dissatisfied with P's partner then P and P's partner are one step closer to being satisfied with one another.  Furthermore if P isn't comparing P's partner with some previous experience, possibly altered by fading memory, then P's partner doesn't have to worry that P might be considering a change of partner and thus both P and P's partner can devote their time and energy to the relationship that they actually have without fearing that their time and effort will be wasted — a very serious matter in most of the world.  The comparison argument goes both ways, but it seems to me that it favours chastity and fidelity over promiscuity since chastity and fidelity promote stability and, for most people stability is a prerequisite to survival, let alone such trivial matters as satisfaction or contentment.

As an aside, are you sure it would be the men who'd be most worried about being found inadequate?  I've noticed that women can be rather insecure about their sexual attractiveness too and not infrequently carve one another up about it.

All this business about how ‘cherished’ virginity is in a wife strikes me as sanctimonious hoohah.  A virgin bride is an ignorant bride.  She has no idea how to bring pleasure to her mate, or even what she herself might enjoy.  And if the man is a virgin, too, that just doubles the trouble.  In that case, it's going to be the blind leading the blind, and it could be a long time before they begin to learn how to have really great sex.  And even when they do, there will always be the nagging knowledge that they have no other experiences to compare it to: is it possible their marital sex life is woefully inadequate, compared to the kind of sex they might have had with someone else?  They will never know.

Greater knowledge doesn't automatically imply greater satisfaction and often leads to greater dissatisfaction.  How often do people leave a perfectly good relationship, causing other people misery in the process for no better reason than that they have seen something else that they think might be better and they want to check it out?  Not being able to do a comparison has at least two possible advantages:  First that you can't experience the sorrow of discovering that you are a lousy lover and that your partner could have done so much better for themselves elsewhere, and second, if you start your relationship knowing that it will be the first and the last then there is an incentive to work hard at improving it.  By contrast in the throwaway society people are constantly looking elsewhere instead of learning to appreciate, maintain and improve what they have.

What if **really** great sex depends on having the assurance that your partner is committed to you, I mean **really** committed, meaning that they are not willingly going to leave you under any circumstances?  If this were true then all of those engaging in free love would, for all of their experience and enhanced technique, have denied themselves the one thing they set their hearts on achieving.

Why should a virgin bride (or groom) be ignorant?  Unsupervised experimentation with the real thing is not the only way to acquire initial knowledge and in fact would be considered reckless or at least a waste of time in many topics of learning.  If the object is to dispel sexual ignorance then there are plenty of ways that could be achieved more effectively than by jumping from partner to partner; unless of course the bride and groom are not only virgins but also deaf, illiterate and possibly blind.

Why should cherishing something be sanctimonious hoohah if in fact it has some real value to the person doing the cherishing?  As already mentioned, the low risks accompanying virginity give it a high social and economic value in many communities.  Additionally it has value by virtue of the fact that a virgin is not bringing the emotional baggage of failed relationships into his or her new one.  In a society where people change partners it is more or less inevitable that some of the relationships will end distressingly for one or both of the partners and that distress then has to be dealt with by the next partner who possibly knows little or nothing about its cause.

But no matter whether it was an exclusive relationship or a one-night stand, the wonderful thing was learning about sex itself, all the glorious ways that a man and a woman could relate at that most intimate level.  And as I learned, I became better at loving men; and it was also obvious to me that men who had more sexual experiences were also better lovers.

I think I can understand that from within perspective of certain philosophies, it would be possible to say that sex was the most intimate level of connection but I'm not at all sure that I would agree.  In fact if sex were the most intimate connection possible I think I'd be pretty depressed.  I agree that with greater practice it should be possible for a person to become better at providing sexual pleasure to a partner but only if you were practising the right thing.  I used to have a teacher who always warned his students that “practice makes permanent, not perfect” the implication being that if you started on the wrong foundation then even if you happened to be top of the class you would nonetheless have under performed with respect to your own potential and would never be better than mediocre when compared to the acknowledged experts in the field.  Of course this argument applies to those who would advocate chastity just as it applies to those who advocate promiscuity, the question then is how does one decide which is the right route to choose, since doing both is impossible?  Clearly the decision cannot be made on the basis of experience since the two proposals are mutually incompatible and hence nobody can experience both routes in order to decide between them.

You seem use the term love as a euphemism for sexual activity which is common practice but does make it difficult to discuss whether you and your sexual partners improved in sexual technique or whether you improved in your ability to love.  I am sure you know that the two are quite different things but I wonder how many people, of all faiths and cultures, would consider that being promiscuous improved ones ability to love, and how many would consider that promiscuity hindered the development of love, and I wonder whether they would consider love or sexual technique to be the more important.

However, the glorious “free love” years came to an end in the 80s, with the discovery of AIDS and the new emphasis on safe sex.

True but that suggests to me that what you call “those glorious free love years” brought themselves to an end since without promiscuity the transmission part of sexually transmitted diseases can't occur and therefore in a chaste society such diseases would be pretty much a non-issue and wouldn't therefore interfere with anybody's satisfaction and happiness.  Given that you also appear to find that sexually transmitted diseases are not entirely compatible with sexual freedom, I find myself thinking that this indicates that promiscuity and sexual “freedom” are not compatible with the nature that you worship; this in turn suggests to me that either nature changed or that your understanding of it isn't yet correct.

Another reason I find your case unconvincing is simply that promiscuity is still widespread and among the people I know the ones who are most contented are those who haven't been promiscuous.

You write as a person who is well educated.  You also have time to be able to think about issues and write long articles which indicates that you have a high degree of economic freedom (many people are too busy surviving to have time for these luxuries).  From your writing I gain the impression that you inhabit a developed country and obviously you are in the 21st century which means that even if you happened to occupy the lowest economic position within your country you would still have immense economic wealth and freedom compared to most of the people who ever lived.  You live in an era when, and (I am guessing) a country where, people are allowed to openly express independent ideas and to deviate from the official party / family / fashionable line of thought and behaviour.  From this vantage point you can justify asking whether chastity is overrated and I and others who view the world from a similar vantage point as yourself, can offer you answers that apply to our very privileged situations.  However I suspect that most people on the planet would find the question too ridiculous to consider and would think us foolish for discussing it.

'Til later ...

Valuing virginity

The trouble with valuing virginity is that in societies where virginity is thought to be important, women can be under great social and even legal pressure to be virgins at marriage, and are often savagely punished if they are not.

I read an article in the paper a couple of weeks ago about women in Iran being executed for 'immorality' i.e. for sexual acts outside marriage, whether voluntary or not. Girls as young as nine are buried up to the neck in sand and stoned to death. This is what you get when people become fixated on the idea of virginity. We never went to these extremes in the UK, but there are women still alive here who as young girls were shut up in mental homes for the 'crime' of sexual immorality.

Of course, attitudes can be more flexible. In many rural communities, in England and elsewhere, it used to be taken for granted that a man would not marry a girl until he'd got her pregnant, because men wanted wives who could bear children. And as for a relationship being the one and only, again it was generally women were were expected to stick to the one person, men have always been able to get away with having multiple relationships, whether by having many wives,or concubines, or keeping a mistress or just visiting prostitutes. In societies that value virginity, the onus is always on the women to be 'chaste'. And of course the high death toll among women in the past from childbirth fever meant that a lot of men, even if monogamous, would get through two or three wives in a lifetime.

One of the benefits of living in the modern world, as far as I am concerned, is that we do not have to live with this morbid obsession with virginity. A woman can choose to be virgin or not, as she pleases, just as she can choose to be submissive or not, as she pleases, these things are no longer social requirements, and a good thing too.

valuing virginity

Wow, Louise. I was impressed with everything you said. I sometimes disagreed with what you said, but I was still impressed.

I think the value placed on virginity in various countries is indicative of the decreasing value placed on women in those same countries. I do not have the time to begin such an information quest, but it could be interesting to see if the general value of women in general decreases as the value of virginity goes up.

I sometimes think it is not the virginity itself that is so valuable here, if it is, but the meaning behind it. If one has "thrown away" that part of her (or him) in a wild decision made with no forethought, then it is not worth much. But if a concrete decision is made to give that one-time-only offer to someone, whether married or not, whether going to marry that person or not, then the virginity is priceless, and the recipient should be aware of that.

My first time is still to come. As I said before, this is because of choice, not lack of chance. But when I do give it, it will be to and with the person I want to spend the rest of my life in a relationship with, working together to keep it well. And perhaps my saving it for him is the first sign of my submission to him.

As you said, we are in a time where it is our decision to do with it what we will, without being scorned. Like a Taken In Hand relationship, virginity is important only to those who prefer that. Those outside don't need to worry.

Sharon

Saving yourself

Thank you for saying you were impressed with my comment. I do think that it is probably true that the societies that value virginity most are those that value women least. Reading about the revolting practice of female circumcision, for instance, it is clear that societies that practice that value women very little. That Dutch MP whose name I never can remember wrote about her feelings on being circumsised at five years old in Somalia, of her realisation that women existed only for the pleasure of men, she said it was worse than the pain. Reading that made a great impression on me, it's a good passage to quote to those who romantasise extremely patriarchal societies.

The decision to hang on to your virginity until you meet a special person is an interesting one, though entirely alien to my own viewpoint. None of the girls of my generation (the ones I knew anyway) were hanging onto their virginity, most couldn't wait to get rid of it. I didn't lose my virginity until I was 17, and that was elderly compared to most of the girsl I knew.

The only trouble is, I suppose, from my point of view, how do you know when that special person comes along? Isn't sleeping with him one of the ways that you find out if he is special or not? Or then again, what if you think you've found him, then sleep with him and find he isn't the special one after all. I suppose because sex always tended to be one of the first things I did with men, rather than the last, it would never have occured to me to find out if he was special first, I would have expected that to follow after, or not, as the case may be(more often not). I suppose it just isn't in my nature to think of virginity as anything particularly special.

Anyway, I do hope you find that special person and that you do find it a wonderful experience to give him your virginity, and I hope he appreciates it.

Saving Myself

I think, Louise, the easiest way for me to tell who is NOT special is to immediately eliminate those who want or expect sex as a matter of course. As I have said, my chances have been many. Perhaps sex is like finding a Taken In Hand relationship: you open up about it as soon as you feel the time is right. If the other disagrees with you, the relationship is not going to be what you are looking for.

On the other hand, I had the opportunity to spend a night unexpectedly with each of two of my "prospectives". Neither made an issue of the subject, even though circumstances required that we share a bed. (Of course, I did not know one was getting it elsewhere.)

Perhaps keeping sex out of the relationship for as long as possible allows you to focus on the relationship as a total, instead of just parts of it. Just my opinion.

Suffice to say, should the right one come along (I wish he would hurry up), I will know, and he will get it, as a result of my choosing. And he had better appreciate it, too!

Sharon

Sex as a matter of course

When I was young I just sort of expected men to want sex with me, I just took it for granted, it never occurred to me they wouldn't. I tended to assume that if a man didn't proposition me within about five minutes of meeting me then he wasn't interested.

Of course, my view is perhaps somewhat skewered by the fact that my own sexual adventures took place mainly in a historical re-enactment society I joined when young where the atmosphere was somewhat overheated and it was very much a "gather ye rosebuds while ye may" sort of attitude.

Single women were heavily outnumbered by single men, if you were a woman and passably attractive you got treated like Helen of Troy, and it all rather went to my head.

I just never thought of virginity as something to be treasured, but rather as a somewhat tiresome burden to be got rid of. My first time wasn't particularly memorable, I personally have found that sex gets better as you get more practice at it. And I got a lot of practice. Mind you, it could be stressful at times, all that passion, all that choice. I think I feel about marriage rather as Mrs Patrick Campbell did, you know "the deep, deep peace of the double bed after the hurly-burly of the chaise longue"

I deeply appreciate "Life of

I deeply appreciate "Life of Curiosity's" remark on this subject. I respect it and generally agree. It's refreshing to hear this.

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