I am 44 now, so this was a long time ago.

For some back ground, I grew up in a very traditional and conservative household. Our faith was a central aspect of our lives and how we handle our selves and went about our day, I am not speaking mean of how i was raised, but in a country (Nederland) where things tended to be more socially liberal, we were a little different.

Sex and our bodies were viewed as sacred things and were to be cherished and respected. Sex was only for men and women who were married to each other. I think my parents, specifically my mom distorted that even further and deemed sex as something only done for the purpose of making babies, something she had successfully done 4 times. We were never to touch ourselves in our special places unless we were washing in the bath or shower or cleaning ourselves after going to the bathroom. No one was to see those places on our bodies until our wedding night.

Having grown up in that environment, I thought nothing of it. I saw no special purpose for those places or a need to touch them. As i grew older and my body began to mature and change I discovered that this rule now applied to more places on my body, but i also began to discover that those special places also began to feel different when touched. I wasn't sure what that was, just that it felt different. eventually my parents gave me the talk about my changing body and sex and reminded me of its sacred nature. They told me masturbation was bad, but would not explain to me what it was or how it was done. From talk at school I learned that it was pleasuring yourself. But i still wasn't sure what that meant and was too embarrassed and shy to ask

One day while walking to the city centre for lunch break from Higher School, I over heard two classmates talking. what I over heard was interesting an confusing as one of the girls seemed to be asking her friend about her shower habit. I knew both the girls, they were in the same class as me and were the same age. But the conversation sound like a weird one so i was curious. I followed them to the Automaat (a place to buy food out of vending machine like things) so that I could continue to listen. A taller girl, Maire was explaining to her friend Lina about how when she showers, she will take the shower head and just hold it between her legs. If she holds it just right it would make her come. Lina seemed very impressed by this and said she would have to try tonight before bed. All this did for me was leave me with more questions. Where was Marie going and how did she get there by holding the shower head?

That night as I took my own shower before bed i remember the lunch time conversation. I reached up and pulled the shower head down from its latch and put it between my legs. it was weird standing there with this things held between my legs spraying down onto my feet. What is suppose to happen? I stood there for a minute and waited.

nothing

Maybe I was holding it wrong. I turned the shower head to face upward. All this did was make part of it spray across my face. I can't stand here like this i thought so It only lasted for a few seconds. I reached down to pull the shower head from between my legs. I held it in my hand and as i released it from the grasp of my legs, the showerhead shifted as the hose turned to straighten back up. As the shower head turned it sprayed the warm streams of water across my special parts and sent sent a sensation through them and into my legs. I dropped the shower head and it hit against the wall as it hung by the hose.

Wow what was that?!

I reached for the shower head and took it into my hand, I turned it down pointing at my feet and slowly, hesitantly traced the spay up my foot, over my ankle to my leg, over the knee to my thigh and then... WOW, that feeling again. and i dropped the showerhead.

I repeated this again but this time held onto the shower head and held it place. There was an intense feeling sturring where the water was hitting. looking down I could see where the water was hitting against my body and figured it was hitting something in my folds, the place i wasn't suppose to touch. I reached down and spread my folds like I do when I use the bathroom, to open myself up for the water and the feeling went away. Looking down I saw that my hand was now blocking the water.

After trying to move my hand, spread my self and hold the shower head in what must have looked like an awkward dance, I figured how to get everything in the right place. As I moved the stream of water back over my folds, I almost jumped through the ceiling of the shower. The sensation was so much more. I had uncovered something and it felt really good. I held the water stream in place and kept it pointed at me and felt the sensation surge through my body, I legs began to flexs and my knees bend. It felt really good but also a little too intense. I moved the stream away and then back and then away and then back, this was working well, i could get the good feeling with out it being too much. I continued you to do this for a while. The pulsing on and off of the water over my special place (as mom called) was feeling good. After a some time the good feeling stayed with me even when i had moved the water. and it continued to grow. I would feel a slight flexing of the inner area of my body between my legs and a warmth, kind of like that feeling in your head when you first think you might be sick, but different, good and only between my legs.

I kept moving the water on and off, on and off, the sensations grew and grew, my movement got slower and the water would stay in place longer and the sensation would grow. finally I held the shower head in front of me and held it pointing right into my folds. The sensation was amazing and intense all at the same time. I felt a rush take over my body and my entire body stiffened while my legs at the same time gave out. I held myself up against the wall of the shower and let go of the shower head.

I was breathing heavy, by body was tingling and i felt light headed. what the hell just happened?!

At this point my mother knocked on the door and asked me if I would be out soon telling me I was using all the water. I hurriedly turned off the water and re seated the shower head and got dried off. and got dressed.

Kissing my parents good night i went right to my bed.

I lay there for an eternity waiting for the the house to get quiet. When it finally did, I moved my covers and removed my pajamas bottoms and underwear. I took a small light and shined it between my legs. It all looked like had before, nothing was different, other than a light moisture, Sweat?

I ran a finger over the area, just lightly to see if I could feel any thing that might be weird or out of place. starting at the bottom and moving up I lightly traced my finger through my fold. It was a little moist, weird, my shower must have been hotter than i thought. It takes a long time for the body to dry in a humid climate sometimes. i continued to trace my finger up every so lightly and slowly. everything felt normal as far as i knew. and then just as i got near the top of my fold... That sensation again. Not as intense as with the water, but real light. that sort of tingle and shock at the same time, but barely noticeable. i moved my finger and traced it up again, but only over the upper half of my fold. That tingle. Again with my finger, half the motion, as i got neat the top, again that tingle. I halved it again... Nothing. Ok a little lower. I found the tingle again, i explored with my finger to find 'the spot' and i found it. a small area of my fold that stuck out and was slightly harder to the touch that the other folds.

I discovered that as i traced around it it felt good, but if i pushed on it, it hurt a lot. There had to be a balance in the motion and pressure. I spent the next hour experimenting some more. Light touch, hard touch, fast slow, circles, up and down. I was discover what felt good and what didn't what made it feel better and what lessened the pleasure. finally I settled on circles as they felt the best of the things i had tried.

I moved my finger a round and around the 'bump' as I called it in my mind as it felt like a large swollen bug bite. my had began to move faster and faster in circles around the bump as the feeling intensified and I felt that consuming tingling again. though this time not as deep down, but still amazing and growing. My hand moved faster and faster until my circles became just a back and forth motion over the bump. faster i moved the more intense it felt until finally my body stiffened and my hand just pressed on my fold. The feeling was intense. i let out a soft cry but held in as much noise as i could as i didn't want to wake anyone and have them see what i was doing. My body spasmed a couple of times and then relaxed. i was panting trying to breath. i felt exhausted and wide awake at the same time. I felt great and flushed.

I needed to explore this more, but by now it was was almost 2 am and i had school in the morning. Pulling my bed cloths back on i climbed back under my cover and fell into a fitful sleep.