I guess like many girls, I learned in the shower where my pleasure spot was. Mom was always busy, usually working more than one job, so she taught me how to take a shower instead of a bath when I was about six or seven. Like most little girls, I didn't spend a lot of time scrubbing everywhere I should. The shower wasn't nearly as fun as the bath was, nothing to play with!
When I was nearly nine, my mom had taken me to a doctor, and discovered that I wasn't cleaning up as well as I should have been. She decided to take a shower with me to show me how to cleanse my self properly and thoroughly, so that I wouldn't have problems in the future.
After that rather embarrassing lesson, I decided to do it correctly not only to avoid the doctor, but to avoid another lesson! It wasn't long before I discovered that I REALLY liked washing up down there. I discovered something that I was sure no one else knew about. I began to spend just a little extra time washing my 'chicken' as my mother called it, for some odd reason. It was just after my ninth birthday that I had decided to spend as much time washing up as the tingling would last.
I washed the rest of my body first, and then concentrated on my special place. I soaped it up good, and began scrubbing. I could feel the tingle almost right away, and I'm sure it brought a smile to my face. I had always quit before, and I was determined to see how long it would last if I didn't stop. It didn't last as long as I thought it might.
Soon I was getting the same feeling, but a lot stronger than I had in the past. If this is what it was, they were never gonna get me out of the shower! My knees started to weaken, and I leaned against the wall, scrubbing away. I'm surprised I didn't fall in the tub and hurt myself. I had accidentally found my clit and was trying to wash the skin off of it! Then it hit me, my first orgasm. My heart was beating so fast it scared me, but there was no way I was quitting now. I sucked in my breath and held it, feeling my insides spasm and convulse. Suddenly it felt so good I couldn't touch it anymore. I let out my breath, and stood there leaning on the wall panting as if I'd just run home from school.
Mom saw the change come over me, as she didn't have to force me to shower anymore. I couldn't wait to shower!