When I was younger I learned the joys of orgasm. Only then I didn't know that that was what I was doing. My mother used to bring me to the Wellness Centre to swim, I saw her laying with her butt against the inner pool wall and legs out, I was at the deep end and decided to try myself (I don't believe she was masturbating because she was talking with my aunt).
When I put my legs up I realized I was on a jet and it felt great the pulsing on my clit, I would even move up slightly to feel it in my ass. Every time I got close to what I referred to as 'the feeling' I would stay still and watch the people walk by chatting and jumping in while I had the best experience of my life and if we were there long enough I would stay there the whole time and have at least 15 orgasms. A year later I figured out what I was doing and found the same joys with my old electric tooth brush and discovered my libido was probably more active than others, seeing as every time I got to be alone I masturbated to porn, forcing myself close to orgasm then denying it. And that pool started it all.