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The rest of the article clarifies that it's not just about Catholics, but about people who have had few or no previous sex partners, are monogamous within marriage, and are weekly Sunday Church goers.

(I think it would work for Saturday Synagogue goers, too.)

My own hunch is this: of itself, sex can go one of two opposite ways:

either sex can turn you compulsively toward the pursuit of your own satisfaction and make you really, really selfish,
or, sex can be a means of real transcendence, turning you out toward love and life.

With the first, all you care about is a pattern of pleasurable sensate experiences for yourself primarily, like taking drugs or riding in a roller-coaster: essentially solipsistic, and ultimately lonely, sad, and disappointing.

With the second, sex turns you powerfully outward toward a person who is specifically different from you (your sexually-differentiated spouse, not a mirror of "you", but a real, genuine "other"); outward toward the children you beget and conceive, who are the living embodiments of you and your spouse, and a whole "other" generation; and outward toward God, who primordially blessed the human sexual embrace back at the dawn of human existence, and doubly blesses and exalts it in the Sacrament of Matrimony.

So sex is either a baited trap that locks you in your own sensate meat, and ends up in death, that's it; or a life-force that propels you outward toward your beloved "other," your children (a multiplication of you and the "other,"), and your God, the resplendent Source of life and love.

The first eventually makes you depleted.

The second -- with God's blessing --- you love life, your lovemaking is lifemaking, and you have life more abundantly.

Just thinking these thoughts.