Chapter 8: Peeping Dib
'Oh my God!' Dib screamed in his head as he lay hidden in the series of pipes. He watched as Zim lowered his head to Melanie's loins. Melanie let out a sound that was a cross between a moan, a squeal, and a shriek. At first, Dib thought Zim had hurt her, but as Melanie continued to pant and moan, he realized that she was enjoying herself.
'Shit! That should be you down there! You should be the one to take this angel's cherry; not some alien fluke!' Dib scolded.
That's when he realized that Gaz was right! He WAS in love with Melanie! He wanted to be in Zim's place. He wanted to be the one fucking her with his tongue right now.
Dib watched, the monster of jealousy eating away at his stomach as Zim raised up and pulled out his hard cock. Dib was too far away to get an estimate, but his guess was that, judging by Zim's height, Zim's cock was at least eight inches long and was reasonably large in girth. Zim planted his green lips onto Melanie's soft pink one's as he thrust his dick inside of her.
'IDIOT!' Dib bellowed in rage inside his mind as he heard Melanie's muffled scream from beneath Zim's lips. 'He's being too rough! He's going to tear her apart!' To Dib's surprise (and relief, although he was still thoroughly pissed at the Irken) Zim slowed his thrusts, becoming more gentle. Dib felt his own cock growing hard as he watched.
Zim said something to Melanie, but Dib could not hear. Whatever he said, Melanie nodded and grabbed his hips, pushing the alien's member farther inside her. Shit! Dib wished he was in this Irken's place!
"For being so small, Zim is pretty good," commented the All Mighty Red, munching on nachos. Some of the pilots had left to "use the bathroom" but he knew they were really jacking-off. The only Irken who didn't seem to be enjoying the show was the All Mighty Purple, who was refusing to watch. He had run form the room after giving the A. M. Red his snacks, screaming.
The A. M. Red smirked as he finished off his nachos, listening to the cries of pleasure form the human girl and Zim as they were close to their climaxes.
"Good boy, Zim," he muttered, tossing aside the empty nacho tray and took a swig of his soda. "You may not be a good invader, but you're already proving to be a good lover."
