synopsis: you get a free hands-on lesson from your jiejie.
cw: fem!caleb, guided masturbation, both characters are of age, use of jiejie/meimei, the yurification of love and deepspace, pwp, praise kink, petnames || 2.1k words
notes: this is for #ladsyuriweek on twt! i am an avid content consumer until the voices screamed at me to at least write one work. so i took the prompt for day 2 which was ‘first time.’ so here is me helping spread out the jiejie fem!caleb agenda! i used the name caley to refer to fem!caleb (i lowkey suck at giving names so uhm apologies) this ended up longer than i anticipated ERMMM
you were curious.
you've heard about it from peers your age, scrolled past it on the internet a few times. and when there's something new, something you had no idea about, you just had to know, even if curiosity does kill the cat. there is no stopping you until you find your own answers, your satisfied conclusions.
and what do you do when there’s something bugging you? you ask your ever dependable jiejie, caley.
you've always thought she was the most knowledgeable person in the world, and for good reason. whether it was regarding a repair around the house, your never ending amount of homework, or an opinion in fashion and makeup, she had answers you were looking for, advice you needed to hear, solutions that actually worked. no matter how absurd or difficult the inquiry running through your mind, caley has what you need. she won't judge; she will help.
never was there a day that passed by without you loudly exclaiming 'jiejie jiejie jiejieee!', seeking for her. you can always count on caley to drop anything she was doing to come for your aid.
"whenever you have a question or something you don't know, always come to jiejie first." she would tell you with an affectionate poke at your nose.
and you did just so.
and that was how you found yourself laying your back against her chest. your shirt was bunched up above your breasts sans your bra. your legs were spread across the bed as caley's warm and smooth hands held you under your knees. your panties dangled away at the edge of the bed, the air meeting your pussy in display. your hand moved between your legs, giving yourself experimental touches.
"thaaat’s it, pipsqueak," she whispered into your ear. "you're getting the hang of it, keep going."
you grew flustered at caley's words as she spread your legs further apart. her hands stroked the inside of your thighs, long fingers squeezing your skin in encouragement.
"vary the pressure of your touches," she instructed, planting a kiss to the crown of your hair. "find out what feels good, what makes you tick. show your pretty pussy a lot of love, yeah? give her your attention."
if you were being honest, when you came into caley's room late that night, asking her how to touch yourself, a small part of you expected to be met with rejection or maybe endless teasing and jokes. but she did none of that – she only offered a warmed smile, cupped your cheeks, and thanked you for coming to her instead of anyone else. then, instead of verbal descriptions, she offered to guide you as you do it yourself. caley claimed that was the best way to learn.
but now you're growing frustrated. it was supposed to feel good, right? you were supposed to be moaning and sighing, just like the stories you've heard and the obscene clips you've seen. but why isn't it working? what were you doing wrong?
"jiejie," you huffed. "i don't think i'm doing it right."
"baby, there's no correct way to touch yourself." she chuckled. "you have to find out only what works for you."
"but i don't know!" you whined with a pout. you turned your head to meet caley's eyes. "can you show me? just touch me where i should. i'll follow along."
caley's eyes widened, her pupils almost taking over the color in them. her heart thumped hard against her ribcage that she was sure you could feel it. there was no way she could resist you. not when she had dreamed of this too.
"okay." she whispered. "i'll show you. but you have to learn alright? this is for your benefit."
you nodded. "i'll pay attention. teach me, jiejie."
now, how can caley say no to that?
with a kiss to your temple, she moved her hands from your thighs, to your exposed stomach, and up to your breasts.
"when you touch yourself," she began, leaning her cheek against your hair. "you can get yourself into a mood so it will feel better. think about something that you like, something that turns you on."
"but i don't know..."
"you'll find it out along the way, pipsqueak. only a matter of time." she smiled reassuringly. "you don't just go straight to your pussy. you can do other things. like this—"
you watched as she spread feather light touches to your chest. her finger circled around your nipple until it stood upright, reacting to the contact. and when she squeezed you, you let out an involuntary moan. taken aback, your hands went up to your mouth.
"no, no," she tsked. "don't cover your mouth, don't hold back. it helps. lets you know what makes you feel good, what makes you wet. which is what you need, yeah? don’t be embarrassed, let it all out meimei.”
you nodded in understanding and arched your back wordlessly, encouraging caley to go back to touching you. she didn’t have to be told twice – she played with your tits until you were putty in her hands, reduced into a breathy moaning mess. a particular squeeze had you clenching your fists into the sheets of her bed.
“i like that,” you whispered to her.
“which one, baby? this?” she asked with a small smirk as she did it again, eliciting the same reaction from you. “feels good?”
“mhm.”
“you try it too.” she said, grabbing your hands. she places them where her fingers were. and with her hands on top of yours, she fondled you again, guiding your hands to do the same squeezes and pinches she sampled to you.
“caley.”
“yes, meimei?”
“i’m wet, i can feel it.” you muttered with warmth in your cheeks. “that’s good right?”
she smiled softly. “it is, baby. you are doing so well. that means playing with your cute tits got you going. now, let me guide your hands on how to touch yourself down your pussy. will you let jiejie show you? let me guide you?”
your nod was a little more enthusiastic than she expected, which made her chuckle. caley took your hand and slid it over your wet core.
she groaned. “oh baby, you’re so messy down here.”
“don’t look too much.” you whined embarrassingly, unable to handle her heated gaze.
“no, no, let jiejie see. need to help you know how to make yourself feel good. i want to guide you, i want to help you learn.” she kissed your shoulder as she grasped your hands, taking both your middle and ring finger together and ran a hand through your slit. “eyes on your fingers, okay meimei? yours, not mine.”
but that proved to be difficult, as two sets of fingers dipped into the slick that settled on your sensitive skin. that was your slick on your jiejie’s pretty, long, slender fingers. the sight had you unconsciously clench around nothing. you couldn’t seem to look away.
“now this,” caley guided you under the hood of your pussy, giving it a small rub. “is what i like to call a special little button. this is your clit, baby.”
as if on cue, the touch made you jump, every vein in your body lighting up. “w-wha–”
“feels real good, right? let’s draw circles around it, yeah? then tell me how it feels.”
you bit your bottom lip as you felt your pussy preened with the attention. a fresh gush of slick came out of you, and caley helped you gather it to the pads of your finger to help you smoothly around your swollen bud.
“words baby.” she reminded. “how are you holding up?”
“feels good.” you replied to her with a dreamy sigh.
“oh, i bet. you look so hot, touching yourself like that baby. wanna try putting a finger in?”
you turned to her with curious eyes. “will it hurt?”
“not if you do it slowly. besides, you’re all wet and messy, it’ll slide in quite easily.” she dropped your hand and placed her palms on the inside of your thighs. “try it whenever you're ready, meimei.”
“okay,” you whispered. you covered your middle finger in your slick and hesitantly slid it inside you. it was awkward, clumsy, and full of uncertainty. it didn't feel particularly bad but it definitely wasn't good either. your finger was just… there.
nonetheless, when your finger disappeared into your heat, caley groaned at the sight and cooed into your ear, whispering sweet praises that went straight to your cunt. “oh meimei, you’re such a good girl.” you beamed at her praises, the rush of pleasing her fills your head. yes, she was helping you out, but you might as well do perfectly to help her at least enjoy this.
“wish it was your fingers instead, jiejie.” you mumbled as you experimented moving your finger around. you let out a pitiful cry. “i don’t know how to make myself feel good.”
she shushed you, smoothing out the hair that stuck to your face due to the sheer amount of sweat. “baby, how will you learn if i’m the one who touches you? besides, you haven’t even moved it much. probe around, and you’ll find the spots that feel good for you. try for me? give me a little show?”
you whined, and attempted as she instructed. but nothing was working, nothing felt good.
caley shook her head at your poor attempts. she placed her hand at the back of your palm. “pathetic meimei, can’t even please herself, always needs me to do things for her.”
you took a sharp breath in when you felt her fingers slide in with the one already inside of you. your walls spasmed at the intrusion, adjusting to the foreign feeling. caley’s fingers were longer and moved with more confidence than yours. you felt so full, and the sensation making you moan.
“focus pipsqueak.” caley said, firm but affectionate. “follow along my fingers, okay?” you nodded, simply satisfied at the feeling of her inside you. with care and precision, she started massaging your insides. “uh-uh, i said focus, don’t close your eyes.”
you moaned sweetly, moving your hips along caley’s thrusts. with the pad of your finger next to hers, she guided you to press a spongy spot around your walls. the stimulation made you clench around the fingers inside of you. you began to relax and give in to her actions. “jiejie, jiejie– ah! it feels so good. please please please.”
“i can feel you not moving your finger, honey. you can’t stop, you have to rub yourself from the inside.”
“but it feels better when you do it! can’t you just do it, please?”
“i thought you wanted to learn how to please yourself?”
“i am learning! i promise i will learn. just please, please touch me jiejie.”
“bad student.” she shook her head, but her eyes lit up in mischievousness. “you have to finish by yourself baby. now go along with my fingers inside you, okay?”
you grumbled under your breath about how mean she was being but followed along anyway. you felt her take your free hand and guide it back to your clit. with the combination of rubbing circles at your exposed hood and the fingers inside of you, even if it was mostly her doing the work, you lost yourself into the pleasure, head resting against caley’s shoulder as you tried catching your breath.
“there, caley! ah, it feels so good there.” you can feel her press down stronger, harder in a steady rhythm that makes your knees turn into jelly. the sensation reminds you of a climb of a staircase, each step heavier, louder, faster than the last. your heart was beating out of your chest, blood rushing to your ears, eyes rolling back as your hips stuttered in their movement. you mewled, feeling your chest burn with every breath you took and your legs shook in anticipation. was this it? was this the climax you kept hearing about?
you twitched and turned, overwhelmed by the way you were reacting under caley’s touch. you became limp against her chest, chants of her name falling from your lips.
you can practically taste it in your teeth. you were so close. just a few more pumps, a few more rubs, just one final push to finally fall into it and–
caley stopped moving.
she withdrew her touch from you, settling them once more under your knees.
you blinked up, confused and frustrated. “jiejie, why–”
“meimei,” she said with a grin that flipped your insides. she kissed both your cheeks and winked. “if you wanna come, you have to work for it.”
i love being in a system with sourcemates because it means i get to live out ny days in a happy little polycule and hey sometimes someone can do a little clap and bam they look a little different and oh hey i didnt know we had this room here its really pretty and oh you want me to sit down and relax well when you look at me like that yes absolutely and oh gosh i didnt know you had changed your anatomy um do you still want me to call you a girl or okay so um like hey we've been together for a while and im sure you wouldn't mind if I just kinda slid off the bed and carefully got between your knees and just lifted up your skirt a little im gonna be gentle yeah I promise but I really wanna suck you off okay just this once please
