* All persons in this story are at least 18 years of age *
The doorbell rang exactly at 4pm, and when Benjiro opened it he was greeted by Kira, wearing her school uniform and holding a covered dish. She smiled politely at him with a smile that was a little too manufactured.
"Hello, Benjiro-kun," she said, her voice the same elegant and superior tone as when they were in class. "Thank you for inviting me into your home. I brought homemade sushi rolls to share."
He took the dish from her with a smile. "That's very thoughtful of you, thanks! Please come in."
Kira stepped inside their home and took her shoes off before following him further into the living room. Benjiro set her dish on the dining table at the same time Sakura came bounding down the stairs. She saw Kira and smiled happily.
"Welcome, Kira!" She wasn't uncomfortable at all by having her teammate here, despite the fact that they weren't friends in any real capacity even after many months.
"Sakura-chan," Kira acknowledged her.
"Please don't feel like you need to use honorifics here," Benjiro said. "We're just Benji and Sukie in this house."
Kira raised an eyebrow as she thought about that but nodded in response. "Very well...Benji."
Sakura motioned for Kira to join her on the couch. "Our parents will be home for dinner. In the meantime we can relax and get to know each other."
Kira nodded, but more of a mechanical acceptance of a required duty. Benjiro noticed how guarded she was being, and it was probably how she was in most situations, judging from what little he knew of her background. If she was this cold and stiff at home, he honestly felt sorry for her. He hoped they would be able to soften her up by the end of the night.
Kira sat next to Sakura with her hands folded neatly in her lap. Her back wasn't even touching the cushion, she was so stiff. Sakura didn't seem put off in the least though. She just smiled as if this was to be expected of a visiting guest. Benjiro let her do all the talking at first.
"Is this your first time at a classmate's home?" Sakura asked her.
Kira seemed embarrassed to answer. "Yes, it is. I don't socialize much. My family is...very private in most things."
"I really don't know anything about you," Sakura replied. "Except that you fuck big and cum hard, of course."
Kira didn't seem shocked by her words in the slightest. She simply nodded curtly. "I enjoy being in the club. Having lots of friends and sexual partners is not exactly an option for me. Being in the club is something I do for pleasure most of all, and not necessarily because I plan to have children."
Benjiro sat on the arm of the couch but kept a respectful distance from her. "Oh really?"
She glanced over at him and nodded. "I suspect most of the boys in the club have the same reasons for joining, even if they wouldn't admit it."
Benjiro felt awkward now, as if she was challenging him. He knew it was just her defense mechanism though so he didn't let it bother him. "Well, I mean...who can deny that having orgasms feels good? That's kind of the point, right?"
"Benji and I both joined because we're good at it," Sakura explained as Kira turned back to her. "I mean, we didn't discuss it or anything ahead of time, but after the club was formed and we knew what was involved, we both kind of knew that we'd be good at it."
Kira cocked her head. "How did you know? I'm curious what others thought when they tried out."
Benjiro thought back to that time as his sister explained. They had talked a bit about it after they were both accepted at the beginning of the school year. Once their participation was confirmed, it was obvious that everyone who knew them would also know what they were doing. It might have been a bit awkward for some people back at the beginning to talk about masturbating and orgasms and helping the birth rate, but by now it was just another activity that they engaged in. It wasn't as if everyone else wasn't already masturbating or having sex anyway. They were just doing it openly, and were really good at it and it was for a good cause, so it made the activity seem honorable at least.
"Well," Sakura started, "we're both fairly open about that stuff anyway. We never did it together, of course, until this week. But we used to talk about sex and stuff together, and it just sort of happened that we both decided to try out for it. Tryouts were kind of secretive, as you know, for us anyway. They took the students who applied into a private room and watched from behind a one-way mirror as you masturbated, probably to put most people at ease that first time. But you were still expected to be efficient and fast. I think I was able to cum in like two minutes that first time."
"I do remember," Kira said. "They didn't let you bring any devices during tryouts so I had to give myself a clitoral orgasm, which is not my preferred style. Nevertheless, I was still able to cum quickly, and from what the observer told me I still came very intensely compared to most."
Benjiro listened with interest, and a bit of stiffness formed in his pants, though just talking about the club was not necessarily overwhelmingly arousing for him.
"I guess that's why we edged everyone else out," Sakura continued. "They only filled six slots for each side and we were lucky enough to score one of those spots."
"But how did you know that you wanted to do that?" Kira pressed. "For me, I've always expected to be the best at anything I do. In fact I would probably be punished for not being accepted into the club."
Sakura wasn't sure how to respond to that, but her expression showed surprise and a little sadness. "Well, I like cumming a lot, obviously, and I like helping other people feel good. If I can show them how to have better orgasms, or maybe not 'better' even but just more orgasms, then I want to do that. I think everyone deserves to have orgasms, even if they choose not to have sex with other people. I've just always been horny I guess."
Kira looked down at the floor momentarily as she thought about Sakura's answer. "I wish I could say that my motives were so altruistic. My family does not concern themselves with other people in that manner. Honestly, my parents wouldn't care about the specific activity I was engaged in, as long as I was at the top of the class for whatever it was. I thought maybe if I joined the club, it would embarrass them even just a little, and also I could have an outlet for my frustrations. At least the latter is still true."
Benjiro moved slightly closer to Kira on the couch, slowly so as not to make her feel uncomfortable. "That sucks. I'm sorry you have to go through that. I hope you don't mind me saying that."
