Can I Watch 4

Sarah sat on the couch in her cozy apartment, the silence of the evening only interrupted by the soft hum of the air conditioner. She was dressed in a comfortable pair of black leggings and a loose-fitting grey t-shirt, her long hair falling in loose waves around her shoulders. She was trying to read her book, but her mind kept drifting to Amy, who had been away for a week on a work trip.

The apartment felt empty without her, and Sarah missed her both physically and emotionally. She had been counting down the days until Amy's return, eagerly anticipating their reunion. She sighed, setting her book aside and picked up her phone, scrolling through photos of the two of them together, smiling at the memories.

Sarah heard the sound of the front door closing, and she looked up to see Ryan walking in, his expression tense and frustrated. He slumped onto the couch opposite hers, letting out a heavy sigh.

"What's wrong?" Sarah asked, concerned.

"Ugh, my date was a disaster," he groaned. "She teased me all night and then just left me hanging. I'm so frustrated physically, and it's driving me crazy."

Sarah nodded sympathetically, knowing exactly how he felt. She missed Amy just as much physically, and it was starting to take its toll on her. "Well, maybe we can do something to take your mind off of it," she suggested with a grin. "How about we watch a movie or play some video games? I've got plenty of snacks and drinks to keep us going."

Ryan nodded eagerly, happy to have something to take his mind off his frustrating date.

As they settled onto the couch and started browsing through the movie options, Sarah couldn't help but notice the bulge in Ryan's pants. She tried to avert her eyes discreetly, not wanting to make him uncomfortable, but it was hard not to notice. Sarah couldn't help but notice the bulge in Ryan's pants as they settled onto the couch to browse through the movie options. She tried to avert her eyes discreetly, not wanting to make him uncomfortable, but it was hard not to notice.

She made a playful comment, "What's going on there, Ryan? Did you stuff a sock down there or are you just happy to see me?"

Ryan laughed, a hint of embarrassment on his face. "Sorry about that, Sarah. I didn't mean to make it so obvious."

Sarah grinned. "No need to apologize, Ryan. It's a compliment. Clearly, you enjoyed your date."

Ryan shrugged. "She was cute, but she was also a bit of a tease. I'm not sure I'll see her again."

Sarah laughed and nudged him playfully. "How rude of her to not even give you a quickie."

The topic of sex came up, and Sarah felt comfortable enough to share her perspective as a lesbian. She talked about how different it was being in a same-sex relationship, and Ryan listened with genuine interest. "I bet there are a lot of things that are different," he said.

Sarah smiled, "Yeah, there are definitely some unique challenges, but also some great things about it too." She leaned in a little closer, as if sharing a secret, "And I have to say, there's something really nice about being with someone who just gets it and knows what makes women feel good, you know?"

Ryan nodded, "I can imagine that would be really nice. Do you ever miss being with a guy though?"

Then Sarah dropped a bombshell, "You know, I've never actually seen a penis before."

Ryan's eyes widened in surprise. "Seriously? You've never even see one?"

Sarah shook her head, "No, I've never been attracted to men. But it's strange, I do feel like I'm missing out on something that's such a big part of the human experience."

Ryan shrugged, "Well, it's really not all it's cracked up to be. It's just a penis."

As they kept talking about sex, relationships, and everything in between, Sarah couldn't help but feel her gaze drawn to the bulge in Ryan's pants once again. She tried to be discreet, but after the tenth time, Ryan couldn't help but notice.

"Hey, I'm flattered," he teased with a smirk. "But you gotta stop staring at my dick."

Sarah felt her cheeks flush in embarrassment. "I'm not staring! I just...can't help but notice," she retorted.

Ryan laughed, "Oh really? Well, if you're so curious about seeing one, I could give you a little peek."

Sarah's eyes widened in surprise, not expecting Ryan to be so forward. "What? No, no thanks," she stuttered.

Ryan shrugged, laughing, "Hey, I'm just trying to help you out here."

Sarah shook her head, trying to hide her amusement. "You know, you're not as impressive as you think you are," she teased.

Ryan smirked, "Ouch, that hurts, Sarah. You haven't even seen the goods yet."

Sarah rolled her eyes, "I don't think that's something I need to see."

Ryan laughed, "Hey, I'm just saying, I'm here if you need me."

Sarah smiled, feeling grateful for Ryan's easygoing attitude. She knew he wasn't trying to make her uncomfortable and appreciated their playful banter. "Maybe next time, Casanova," she quipped back.

They continued talking late into the night, sharing stories and laughing together. Despite the sexual tension that had briefly passed between them, Sarah felt grateful for Ryan's friendship and his understanding of her sexuality. She knew that he respected her and her relationship with Amy, and she felt lucky to have him as a roommate and friend.

As they said their goodnights and headed off to their respective bedrooms, Sarah couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about what Ryan was doing in his own room. She lay there in the dark, her mind wandering as she listened to the soft sounds of the night.

Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound coming from the wall. At first, she was confused, but then it struck her: Ryan must be touching himself. The image of what it might look like fascinated her, and she found herself listening intently. She tried to shake the image out of her mind, but her curiosity was getting the better of her. She couldn't help but imagine Ryan's hand moving up and down his hard length, his breathing growing heavier with each stroke.

As the rustling continued, Sarah found herself getting more and more curious. After a few minutes, unable to contain herself any longer, Sarah got up and walked over to Ryan's door. She hesitated for a moment before knocking softly.

"Ryan?" she whispered.

There was a moment of silence before he answered, "Yeah?"

"Can I come in?" she asked hesitantly.

There was another pause before Ryan replied, "Sure, come on in."

As Sarah opened the door and stepped inside, she could see Ryan sitting up in bed with his back against the headboard, a sheepish look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you," she said softly.

"It's okay," Ryan replied, "What's up?"

Sarah nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. "I heard you, and I was just curious. Can I... can I watch?"

Ryan's eyes widened in surprise at Sarah's request. "Wait, what? You want to watch?" he asked, unsure if he had heard her correctly.

Sarah hesitated, suddenly feeling embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked," she said, starting to back away.

But Ryan quickly spoke, stopping her. "No, it's okay," he said, his voice low. "I don't mind. I just want to make sure you're comfortable with it."

Sarah took a deep breath, nodding her head slowly. "I am, I want to see it," she said, her heart racing with excitement.

Ryan took a deep breath, then slowly pulled the blanket off his lap, revealing his erect penis to Sarah. She couldn't help but gasp at the sight before her. It was bigger than she had imagined, with prominent veins and a deep pink head.

Ryan shifted slightly on the bed, adjusting his position as he continued to stroke himself. Sarah couldn't help but feel a little bit mesmerized by the sight before her. She had never seen a penis up close before, let alone one in the midst of being pleasured. Ryan's hand was moving rhythmically, sliding up and down the shaft with ease, and she was fascinated by the way it seemed to grow and throb with each stroke.

As she watched him, Sarah couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to touch him herself. Would it be as hard as it looked? Would it feel smooth or rough to the touch? She found herself getting lost in her thoughts, so much so that she didn't even realize she was biting her bottom lip until Ryan spoke.

"Enjoying the show?" he said with a smirk, his eyes meeting hers. Sarah felt her face flush with embarrassment, but she couldn't look away.

"I've just never seen anything like it before," she admitted, her gaze still fixated on his length. "It's kind of fascinating, to be honest."

Ryan chuckled. "Well, feel free to take a closer look if you want."

Sarah hesitated for a moment, feeling a little bit nervous. But as she looked at Ryan's hard member, curiosity got the best of her. She leaned in closer, getting a better look at the way his hand was moving, the way the skin stretched and contracted with each stroke.

It was then that she noticed something she hadn't seen before. A small, raised vein that ran down the length of his penis, pulsing with each beat of his heart. Sarah felt a jolt of excitement at the discovery, the sight of the vein adding to the overall visual experience.

"Wow," she breathed, finally tearing her gaze away. "That was... something." As Sarah continued to watch in fascination, she couldn't help but ask, "Is it always this hard?"

Ryan let out a small chuckle, "No, not always. It's just because I'm worked up from earlier."

Sarah nodded, still unable to look away. "It's so different from what I imagined."

"What did you imagine?" Ryan asked, still stroking himself slowly.

"I don't know...smaller, I guess. Less...intense," Sarah replied, her eyes still fixed on his member.

Ryan let out a soft moan as he increased his pace, and Sarah felt her own body responding to the sound. She shifted on the bed, feeling a warm sensation between her legs.

"You're really getting into this, aren't you?" Ryan said, a smile on his face as he continued to pleasure himself.

Sarah blushed, embarrassed at being caught in her arousal. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked to watch. It's just so fascinating to see."

"Don't be sorry," Ryan said, his voice husky. "I'm enjoying having an audience. It's turning me on even more."

As the minutes passed, Ryan's breathing grew heavier, and Sarah could tell he was getting close. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at her, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and hesitation.

"Sarah," he said, his voice husky. "Can you take off your shirt?"

Ryan's request made Sarah's heart skip a beat. She felt a rush of excitement mixed with a hint of apprehension, but she was also curious about what would happen next. She took a deep breath and slowly lifted her arms, feeling the fabric of her shirt sliding up over her skin. Her fingers trembled slightly as she removed the shirt completely, revealing her bare chest to Ryan.

The cool air in the room caused her nipples to harden, and Sarah felt a flush of warmth spread across her cheeks as she realized that Ryan was staring at her intently. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her exposed skin, and Sarah felt a shiver run down her spine.

Ryan's groan brought her back to the moment, and she looked at him with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. "This'll help you finish?" she asked, still unsure of what to expect.

Ryan groaned, "Oh, yes, absolutely it will." His eyes never left her chest as he continued to stroke himself, and Sarah felt her nipples harden even more under his gaze.

Sarah's gaze shifted back to Ryan's erection, and she found herself curious about what it would feel like to touch it. She watched as his hand moved up and down his length, his fingers slick with precum as he worked himself towards the edge.

"Can I touch it?" she asked hesitantly, feeling a flush of embarrassment spread across her face.

Ryan hesitated for a moment before nodding, and Sarah slowly reached out her hand. As her fingers wrapped around his shaft, she couldn't help but gasp at the sensation. She had never felt anything like it before, the warmth and softness of his skin contrasting with the hard length in her grasp. She was mesmerized by the sight of it, marveling at the way it twitched and pulsed under her touch. It was surprisingly heavy in her hand, and she found herself testing its weight, feeling a strange thrill as she did so.

She couldn't help but admire the way his member responded to her touch, growing harder and thicker as she continued to stroke it. It was like watching a work of art come to life, the way the veins on his shaft stood out and pulsed with each beat of his heart. "That's it," he whispered, "just like that. Keep your grip firm but not too tight."

Sarah felt a rush of excitement and curiosity as she explored his member with her hand, tracing the veins and feeling the soft skin give way to the harder, pulsating shaft beneath. She looked up at Ryan, and he met her gaze with a reassuring smile.

"Feel free to explore," he said, "and don't be afraid to ask questions or ask me what you like."

As Sarah continued to touch him, she couldn't help but marvel at the sensations that were coursing through her body. Surprisingly, she felt her own arousal building as she watched the way his member reacted to her touch, throbbing and pulsing in her hand.

"Can I touch the tip?" she asked hesitantly, her eyes fixed on his member.

Ryan nodded, and Sarah carefully traced her fingers along the sensitive skin of the head, marveling at the way it responded to her touch. "It's so smooth," she murmured, "and it's getting even harder."

Ryan chuckled. "That's the idea," he said, "just keep doing what you're doing."

As Sarah continued to explore his member with her hand, she felt a growing sense of confidence and curiosity. She wanted to know more about this part of Ryan's body, to learn what made it feel good and what turned him on.

"Can you tell me more about what you like?" she asked, her hand continuing to move up and down his shaft.

Ryan smiled. "I like it when you use your thumb to massage the head," he said, "and when you stroke me a little harder like this."

As she followed Ryan's guidance, using her thumb to gently massage the head of his length, she could feel him growing harder and thicker in her hand. She experimented with applying more pressure and varying her speed, watching as Ryan's breathing grew ragged and his hips began to buck uncontrollably. "God, Sarah, you're amazing," Ryan moaned, his eyes closed in pleasure.

Sarah felt a growing curiosity about what it might feel like to use her mouth on him. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "What does it feel like when a woman uses her mouth on you?"

"It's different for everyone," he began, his voice a little shaky with arousal. "But for me, it's...amazing. The warmth and the wetness of someone's mouth, the way their lips and tongue move...it's hard to describe. It's like this intense sensation that builds up and up until you can't hold back anymore."

Sarah's breath hitched as she listened, picturing herself between his legs, exploring his length with her mouth. She felt a sudden urge to try it, to see if she could elicit that same reaction from him.

"I want to try it," she blurted out before she could second-guess herself. Ryan's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate to agree.

Ryan looked down at her with a mix of surprise and excitement. "Are you sure?" he asked. Sarah nodded, feeling a thrill of excitement mixed with nervousness. Ryan slowly opened his legs more, giving Sarah room to experiment. "Go ahead," he said, his voice filled with anticipation.

Sarah took a deep breath as she leaned in closer to Ryan's penis, studying it intently. She was amazed at how smooth and soft it felt under her lips, and how it throbbed with each beat of his heart. She experimentally licked the head of his shaft with the tip of her tongue, feeling it twitch in response.

"Does that feel good?" she asked, glancing up at Ryan.

"Oh yeah," Ryan moaned, his eyes closed in pleasure.

Sarah took a deep breath and focused her attention on Ryan's length. She ran her tongue along the underside, savoring the smoothness of the skin and the way his muscles twitched in response. She felt a thrill of excitement as she took more of him into her mouth, stretching her lips around him. She moved her lips up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each pass, her tongue swirling around him as she went. She felt him grow even harder in her mouth, and she knew that she was doing something right.

She could feel the weight of Ryan's hand in her hair, guiding her movements, and she was grateful for his gentle encouragement. It was like they were discovering each other's bodies for the first time, and Sarah felt like she was on a thrilling adventure.

As she experimented with different techniques, Sarah couldn't help but feel amazed at how responsive Ryan was to her touch. She tried licking him like a lollipop, then swirling her tongue around him like a spiral. She even tried humming a little bit to create some extra vibrations. With each new technique, Ryan's moans grew louder, and Sarah could feel him getting closer and closer to the edge.

"You're doing great," Ryan whispered, his hands running through her hair.

Sarah felt a sense of pride at his compliment and continued to experiment, trying different techniques, and listening to Ryan's feedback. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this experience, and she could tell that Ryan was enjoying it just as much. Sarah watched as Ryan's eyes fluttered shut, lost in pleasure. Slowly, she traced the outline of his balls with her fingers, feeling the weight of them in her hand.

"They feel so soft," she remarked, almost to herself.

Ryan let out another moan, the sound low and guttural. "Yeah, they're pretty sensitive," he said, his breaths coming out in short pants. "But it feels so good when they're touched just right."

Feeling emboldened, Sarah closed her lips around Ryan's ball, feeling the softness of it against her tongue. She began to suck on it gently, rolling it around in her mouth. She could feel the weight of it, the way it filled her mouth. Ryan let out a groan, his hips bucking slightly.

Sarah was surprised by the intensity of Ryan's reaction. It was clear that he was enjoying this just as much as she was. Emboldened by his response, she continued to alternate between sucking and licking, tracing her tongue along the sensitive skin of his scrotum. She could feel the weight of his balls on her tongue, the warmth of his body against her face.

"Oh, fuck," Ryan groaned, his eyes opening to look at her. "That feels amazing." She let her tongue swirl around each one before taking them both in her mouth, sucking gently. She could feel Ryan's body quivering with pleasure beneath her touch, and it only made her want to keep going.

As she continued, Sarah couldn't help but admire the way Ryan's length had become even harder in her hand. The veins on his shaft were pulsing with blood, and she could feel every detail of his member as she stroked him. It was almost like a work of art, with each curve and ridge perfectly designed for maximum pleasure.

But despite the beauty of his length, Sarah found herself drawn back to his balls. She wanted to explore every inch of him, so she took them in her mouth once again, this time increasing the pressure slightly.

Ryan's moans became louder, his hips thrusting up towards her. "Yes, Sarah," he gasped. "Just like that."

After a while, Ryan gently pushed her away, his breathing ragged. Sarah withdrew her mouth from Ryan's balls, and looked up at him with a curious expression. "Are you close?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Ryan nodded his head. "Yeah, I didn't think you'd appreciate my cum in your hair," he replied, his breathing still labored from the intense pleasure she had been giving him.