Yeah, that "mastered the art of the female orgasm" thing made me roll my eyes so hard (as did the response he got, where someone with an incredibly apt username acted like that cliched bullshit was the most hilarious thing it had ever heard). First, uh, not without practice, you haven't; second, most women need to be seriously turned on for that to happen and being fucked by the gherkin that your fat leaves available for fucking is probably not doing it; third and most importantly, notice I said "most" women there because women are not robots and what might have worked for one woman is in no way guaranteed to work on the next. At large number of women (can't recall the exact stats) never orgasm from penetration alone and a large number of those who need clitoral stimulation can't do it if they're being penetrated at the same time. Some need direct stimulation and some find it painful.  You can't just read a book or something and claim yourself a "master," and the fact that you actually think you are means you have no clue what you're doing. If any of the women you've been with actually did manage to reach orgasm it was probably because they were so desperate and it had been so long that almost anything would have done it for them, and I'm willing to bet at least a few of the others (if there were more than one) faked it because your ego was so obviously wrapped up in needing to feel like a "master of the female orgasm" that you weren't going to stop whatever boring, painful, or weirdo thing you were doing until they gave you the photo finish.  The only guy I've ever been with who bragged about his "perfect record," (as in, "Every woman [he'd] ever been with," had an orgasm) was not actually very good in bed at all. It wasn't necessarily that his skill was lacking--I guess he was okay, in terms of technique and all--it was that he didn't pay attention, and didn't do anything specifically to try to please me or make me more comfortable or relaxed. Instead he seemed sort of affronted that I wasn't geysering everywhere thanks to his magical standard-PIV-no-fingers-or-tongues-involved. At the time it never occurred to me, but a few years later I realized that at least some of those women he'd been with who were supposedly having orgasms the second he touched them were probably faking it to get him to stop pounding away because it was beginning to chafe. (And lest anyone comment that I should have been just as focused on pleasing him, that it takes two to tango, etc. etc., you're absolutely right, but this was my first real sexual relationship/boyfriend; I was very inexperienced, basically still a virgin, and he was bragging about his experience and ability and the trail of satisfied ladies he'd left in his wake. He was my boyfriend. We'd been dating about three months before we finally slept together, and he knew I was not especially experienced, so I think it was/is fair for me to expect some sensitivity and consideration, and acknowledgment that I really didn't know what I was doing and could use some help. I took the virginity of a later boyfriend (my first real true love) and I spent a LOT of time in the first few weeks telling/showing him exactly what to do and how to do it and complimenting him/building his confidence and encouraging him, and just generally doing everything I could to make him feel loved and secure and like we were in this together [which wasn't hard to do, because he was very, very loved and we were in it together]. So I did and do put my money where my mouth is, so to speak, and gave someone else the time and attention and sensitivity that I think it would have been nice to have gotten myself. Anyway. Sorry, I just didn't want anyone to think I saw accusing someone of being selfish in bed while being superselfish myself.) Point is that Pepe le Pork, Master of the Art of the Female Orgasm, is likely as selfish in bed as he is at the dinner table, and has no idea what he's actually doing or that all women are different and like different things.