American Virgin
anonymous
March 23 2009, 05:32:14 UTC
Alfred as unlikely virgin. The countries find out that behind all the bluster and the loudness, no one's actually slept with Alfred; and they just assumed someone had. Devirginization somehow ensues.
The 424-year-old Virgin [1/2]
anonymous
March 23 2009, 22:41:55 UTC
Not the original anon that said they would write this, but I couldn't resist.
This is my first time writing teh smuts, so please go easy on me.
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“What did you want me here for?” asked America. England stood at the other side of the room, behind a desk. America hoped it wasn’t something about Iraq again - he was still trying to work out exactly what he was going to do about that, but he certainly would do something… eventually.
“You see, I heard something very interesting a few days ago,” said England, grinning, “From France.”
“And this has to do with me… why?”
“It has everything to do with you,” said England, “It was something he lied about to me long ago.”
“Cut the crap, England. If this is just between you and France -”
“This has to do with you and France. He’s told me that he lied to me when he said he deflowered you back during the war. He also said - don’t ask me how he knows these things, I don’t want to think of his vile ways - that you were probably still a virgin. Am I correct
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Re: The 424-year-old Virgin [1/2]
anonymous
March 23 2009, 22:43:12 UTC
“Is that all?” asked America, breathless, grinning.
“No,” said England, though he unhooked the belt anyway, “There’s something I’m wondering, now. Early nineteen hundreds.” He slipped the belt all the way off, unbuttoned America’s fly, undoing the zipper.
“You remember, don’t you? I can’t think of a single country in Europe that didn’t visit you, not to mention Asia,” said England. He got down on his knees and slipped the trousers down America’s hips. The boxers followed soon after, and England found himself staring down a very erect cock.
“They even went so far as to call you the land of opportunity.”
America bit his lip when England’s warm breath wafted over the head, wondering how long the torture would last.
“The question is, with so much opportunity, why not take advantage of it?” England ran a finger over the underside of America’s cock, rubbing a circle over the head, then taking his hand back
( ... )
Re: The 424-year-old Virgin [1/2]
anonymous
March 24 2009, 06:54:16 UTC
OP here, and I`m dying over this piece. England grinning, America trying to bluff his way out of it, England totally dominating America, and that last bit. "You came so soon. You really ARE a virgin!" I love it. I love America admitting he was scared. It's so delicious, and I feel greedy for asking for a sequel?
Who Slept With Alfred Jones? (part 1/??)
anonymous
March 24 2009, 11:08:58 UTC
It began simply enough, with a bet. "Who had taken America's virginity?" the Nations asked themselves, because speculating on the various habits and oddities of the superpower was always good for a laugh. And they wondered which of the two European powers had taken the Nation's first time - England, his old mentor, or France, that infamous seducer
( ... )
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This is my first time writing teh smuts, so please go easy on me.
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“What did you want me here for?” asked America. England stood at the other side of the room, behind a desk. America hoped it wasn’t something about Iraq again - he was still trying to work out exactly what he was going to do about that, but he certainly would do something… eventually.
“You see, I heard something very interesting a few days ago,” said England, grinning, “From France.”
“And this has to do with me… why?”
“It has everything to do with you,” said England, “It was something he lied about to me long ago.”
“Cut the crap, England. If this is just between you and France -”
“This has to do with you and France. He’s told me that he lied to me when he said he deflowered you back during the war. He also said - don’t ask me how he knows these things, I don’t want to think of his vile ways - that you were probably still a virgin. Am I correct ( ... )
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“No,” said England, though he unhooked the belt anyway, “There’s something I’m wondering, now. Early nineteen hundreds.” He slipped the belt all the way off, unbuttoned America’s fly, undoing the zipper.
“You remember, don’t you? I can’t think of a single country in Europe that didn’t visit you, not to mention Asia,” said England. He got down on his knees and slipped the trousers down America’s hips. The boxers followed soon after, and England found himself staring down a very erect cock.
“They even went so far as to call you the land of opportunity.”
America bit his lip when England’s warm breath wafted over the head, wondering how long the torture would last.
“The question is, with so much opportunity, why not take advantage of it?” England ran a finger over the underside of America’s cock, rubbing a circle over the head, then taking his hand back ( ... )
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(dare we ask for a continuation?)
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You win so much for that reference. *loves on the Ping-Pong*
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And what is the ping-pong joke?
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ping_pong_show
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ping_Pong_Diplomacy
America and China really did play actual table tennis in the seventies.
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Ahahaha. Cool! I seem to remember that. kinda cute!
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You have totally just made my day. <333 That was cute and breathless.
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