Italy smiled as he surveyed his two lovers on the bed. Australia was on top of America, on his hands and knees while America had his chest to the bed and ass in the air. Both had their legs apart and were ready to get the party started.

He wrapped his hand around himself, stroking it and deciding who should go first. He guided his dick to a slick little pucker, slowly entering.

Australia let out a heavy breath, hands massaging into Americas' shoulders. Italy stopped as soon as he was fully in. Soft artistic hands gently petted the southern nations' back. "Veeee~ Are you ok?"

"Yeah, you're doing great, Feli. Keep going!" Italy nodded, pulling out and thrusting back in. He started off slow, one eye on the other, before picking up speed. Those artistic hands gripped the others' hips for leverage, pulling him into every thrust.

He suddenly decided to withdraw, pulling away from the others' tight heat. Then he pressed against the other, neglected hole. His grin widened as it took more and more of his cock. His blood thrilled at the sight of his hips meeting the others'. He pulled out, leaving only the head inside.

"Are you ready, America?"

"Dude, I'm all yours. Go right ahead." Feliciano thrusted all the way into the nations' vital regions. America let out a soft moan, griping the bedsheets tightly. Likewise he thrusted in and out, leaning over the two, stronger countries to fuck the superpower nice and deep. Finally he withdrew, Alfred letting out as quiet whine at the vacancy.

He reentered Australia, causing him to arch a
little bit. "Now I'm in Australia~" Australia moaned, hands flexing and thrusting back.

Withdraw.

He reentered America "Now I'm in America~" America arched up and back, almost dislodging Australia who threw out his hands to steady himself.

Withdraw.

"Australia!"

"America!"

"Australia!"

"America!"