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Dib and Gaz	By : gothickun Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Het- Male/Female Views: 15134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(EnPassant: It is time for a disclaimer. Disclaimer: All characters from Invader Zim are property of the renowned Jhonen Vasquez, greatest among artists. He owns Invader Zim along with Johnny the Homicidal Maniac and Squee, HE‘S A GOD, I TELL YOU, A GOD!)

Dib and Gaz (fifth chapter)

She bobbed her head up and down on his penis. She sucked hungrily, her mind overtaking her sense of not wanting to. She often dreamt about the first time she had sex, and it made no difference to her. She would usually just shrug the wet feeling between her legs. It had been easier on her then him, but this strong pull within her won over her, drove her to her knees and onto his crotch. Her reasoning slipped saying it was all a dream but her body knew it was not. She increased the pressure of her mouth to envelope him fully, tugging at the member as she bobbed her head upwards. All this made her feel somewhat better, and she felt strange for it: That this "sinful" moment would make her feel good, to have her brother's sexual organ in her mouth. She had not minded the taste of Dib's cum before, and she longed for it; to have it drip down her throat and fill her entirely.

'What?' She thought to herself.

"Hmmmm..." Was all that came out of her filled-mouth. She licked the shaft of his penis and sucked on the head. She gave his prick all the attention it needed. The memories bombarded her again from the first time, and her body responded; rapid sucks and long caresses with her tongue.

She stopped her oral attacks and started jerking him off, never looking up at him. This was not at all shameful to her as she did not care for it anymore. She just stared at his cock with want. She longed for it now that it was there for her. Her hands moving up and down on his cock, slamming down hard.

“Ow!” Dib hissed. “Careful with my balls.”

Dib put his hands on hers and stopped her. She looked at him almost indignantly. He guided her hands slow and gentle. She moved with his hands, paying attention as to how Dib wanted her to touch him. Her eyes went straight to his cock, hard and enveloped by her hands. There it was ready to be used at her every whim. She moved her hands again, slow, and looked at the shaft, and her body was bombarded with tiny surges of energy. Her head became cloudy and her mind screamed for endorphins. Her pussy became hot and was now dripping, and it demanded attention. Her body screamed for nudity; off with the pink shirt, blue panties and socks. Her pussy screamed to be filled with Dib’s prick. Her subconscious wanted his cum in her mouth, and before he came, she dove and took his length into her mouth and sucked.

And then Dib shot his seed into her mouth.

Gaz moaned as the hot sperm hit the back of her throat. She felt his muscle constrict as it shot cum into her mouth. She forced herself to swallow his cum.

“Oh, Gaz!” He moaned as he came. He grabbed her by the back of her head and pumped his cock into her mouth as the last of his cum left his cock. She sucked still, trying to get more of his cum into her mouth, trying to vacuum more out of his dick. She had swallowed his seed and still wanted more-- she was not satisfied-- despite the fact that his cock was becoming soft.

“Gah-- Gaz, stop.” He said as he put his hands on her cheeks. She licked his softening rod and head. She rolled her tongue around the head and quieted down after a while. Her panties were soaked completely, the musky smell of her cunt filled the room and Dib’s nose. He thought the smell familiar, but could not place it, and was at once aroused.

“Umm, Ga--” Gaz’s hand shot straight up at Dib’s mouth to shut him up and pushed him down to the bed. He was shocked, his eyes wide in the expression, and he looked up at Gaz. Her face was inches away from his, her maddened eyes looking into his, her hand brushing aside her underwear. He felt her hand brush up and down his dick, and with her hand still over his mouth he could not object-- not that he wanted to-- much less say anything else. Her hand relaxed some of the force she had used to push Dib down and nestled over nicely over his mouth. Gaz shook her head lightly to brush aside her purple hair and Dib saw the most innocent girl in his life. She directed her hips to his awaiting cock and placed it right on her lips. She pushed her hips forward in an attempt to impale his prick into her moist cunt, her slippery slit coating his head with her juices. Her fingers carefully inched the cock towards her canal, giving the shaft a few light strokes, and then pushed her hips again, this time obtaining her objective.

It slipped in easy, and was driven forcefully all the way inside. The shaft rubbed up on the upper part of her hole hard and made Gaz close her eyes and bite her bottom lip. She shifted her weight forward and positioned herself to give the dick easy access and not so much friction. Gaz moaned lightly-- eyes still closed, bottom lip still bit-- and she started grinding her hips onto his. She bucked her hips a bit and got a nice rhythm going. Dib just looked at her, not removing her hand from his mouth; not that he could. He felt the force she was extruding to know she had a firm hold on his face. She was not letting go.

Her movements were slow, grinding harder and harder. Her hips raised and fell, driving Dib into her repeatedly. Dib felt the urge to drive his hips upwards to meet her downward thrusts but did not feel like crossing his sister. She was mindless now, her cloudiness was gone and was focused only on the pleasure. She drove Dib’s cock harder yet she did not hastened her thrusts. This was her way, and she was not about to let Dib have a say. The way she figured, she was doing him a favour.

Her breathing became pants, inhaling and exhaling through her mouth in hard sighs. She rubbed her nipples through her shirt with her index finger. She continued to play with her breasts with her free hand, and Dib took in the sights of his sister playing with her nice, soft breasts and moaned on her hand. She opened her eyes and saw Dib’s face through her hair, his eyes closing from the pleasure of Gaz riding his cock. He opened his eyes and notice Gaz looking at him. She rubbed her nipples some more before deciding to lift her shirt. Doing so exposed her breasts to him, letting him see her pink flesh aroused and wanting attention. His hands were placed on Gaz’s hips, and suddenly he grabbed her hips and forced them down hard onto his cock as he drove his hips upward. Gaz gave a small cry, shutting her eyes tightly, and released her hand from his mouth. She leaned her torso forward and Dib leaned forward to catch her nipple in his mouth, and he sucked the same way he did the first time.

This new sensation of wet muscle against her nipple sent her soaring. She grabbed Dib by the back of his head and pushed him hard on her bosom, almost chocking him. Her whole body shook as she felt the urge of orgasm. She forced Dib back to the bed, away from her breasts and shut her eyes. She let out a tiny yelp: “God!”

She kissed him hard, and moaned hard in his mouth, her hips grinding down on his cock, holding on to his shoulders as if she were about to fall off the face of the Earth and he was her anchor.

She finished the kiss by getting up and laying beside him on his bed, spent. He only stared up afterwards, not knowing if he was dreaming or what. He was afraid to look beside him. Had Gaz really mounted him? Had it been a dream? Then with a turn of his head, he confirmed his thoughts. It had not been a dream. And Gaz was laying there with her hair sprinkled on and around her face, strands glistening from her sweat. He smiled at her, hoping she would return the smile. She didn’t.

Gaz got up and looked at Dib. She was confused now, not knowing what it all meant now. Her body had won over her judgement, tasting the sweet fruits of sex with her brother not once, but twice. She was confused, content, and annoyed. Her body was satisfied, her dislike for her own brother scolded her for doing such a thing, and her rationality could not comprehend why she had done such a thing with someone she barely liked.

’Can I keep doing this?’ she thought to herself.

Dib noticed the hesitation in her face. “Gaz?”

“Shut up, Dib.” she scoffed.

“I don‘t love you.”

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(EnPassant: I, again, do not own Invader Zim. Thank you.)
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