“ Charmander, we need you !"The white light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's manus and the flak lizard Pokémon appeared in front of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of matches. The Pokémon didn't nous at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so a great deal that Ash let out the others as well. The six Pokémon were thrilled.

"Alright, don't go too far, and be back before those storm cloud get here ! Charmander, don't let your flare start any forest fervency, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the forest and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling capsicum and sweat drew Ash back to the attack and his friend. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon snapper over the track of the morning, and the road led through a woodland. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though nothing had happened. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her bump into him from time to metre, once she had even pretended to trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to capture her, grabbing her arm and placing a mitt directly on her chest. He had felt her nipple poke through her shirt at him. That wasn't just concurrence. He knew she was doing something, maybe trying to get his attention or something. She looked up at him and smiled as he sat down, ignorant of his staring.

"Hey Ash, How long do you think it'll take us to get through the afforest ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

"Probably a few daytime. I hear it's pretty big, but the next gym is on the other side, so we've got no choice. I'm looking forward to it, honestly. We've been going through a lot of towns lately."And it'll pay you and I time to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.

"You won't fille quiescence in a warm bed ? I know how often you love the Pokémon centers."

"I like sleeping outside more."Brock announced lunch and they ate, all eyeing the storm on the horizon. It came closer and closer as they ate.

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and declivity. He had even seen the awkward way Ash had been forced to catch her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to know anything of human anatomy. HE cooked dejeuner, chased hot girls and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his protagonist, not his charges. If they wanted to try something, that was all right with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too silent ; snake pit, he needed everything explained to him in condition Pikachu understood. And Misty seemed like she hated him. She still nagged him about the bike every once in a while, but Brock knew that Ash had already paid it off. At least he hoped so. cycle could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the storm with hilarity. It was perfect, a chance to be alone in Ash's tent all eve. Brock never shared a collapsible shelter with them if he didn't have to. Ash usually slept in a quiescency bag outside, and the others followed his example sometimes, But Misty already had an estimate of how it would all pan out. And the swarm grew closer and closer…


When the storm hit, the seven Pokémon were safe in their pokéballs and in Ash's bag. Even Pikachu had gone inside willingly. The three fellow rushed under a small rock outcrop and began to pitch tents. Three of them were set up, all so small-scale that they could barely fit two people. One was the recommended sizing of line, but Ash had a belief, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, glove, jean and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarpaulin overhead would tender some protection but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the violent storm on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her patch and programme. He didn't brain, and the tent would delay mostly dry. He lied down and exclude his eyes. It felt like a bit, maybe two. Lightning broke and the thunder rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the side of the collapsible shelter. Ash heard the phone of rustling in one of the other collapsible shelter. After a few sec Misty opened the pother of his collapsible shelter. Ash smiled inside and looked oblivious on the airfoil. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two the great unwashed, if they were close ; there was no elbow room for anything else but habiliment and stray token. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This storm is kind of freaking me out… I don't know why, but I…"For a second Ash believed her. She looked so innocent, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet wearing apparel and looked suffering, tired too. Then Ash remembered the nighttime before and laughed in his chest. Misty heard him gulp before answering.

"Yeah sure. There isn't very much way though, and you'll have to get out of those clothes… mine were pretty wet too."Misty crawled inside and undid the gallus on her jean shorts.

"Thanks Ash. I think I can stick out a night cuddling with you. Can I just crawl into your sleeping bag ? There should be enough room…"

"Yeah sure enough. We've got to stick dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her head and gazed at her illumination drab bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a busty noblewoman, but she had decorous breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her shorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the opening to the sleeping bag. The memory of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash's retention forever. Misty slid into the bag next to him, touching quite a bit of skin as she did so. She smiled at him and snuggled up close. Ash put an arm around her, trying to make it seem somewhat real.

"It's a lot heater with someone else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big green eyes sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No problem Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the sentence. Looking into Misty's eyes then, he couldn't help himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the snog eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one hand in his black tomentum. Ash wrapped his paw around Misty's waistline, feeling the bare skin and light fabric under his soupcon. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a girl before, not once. But now here they were. Ash pulled away slowly and Misty looked down at him with a tone of a disappointment.
"Why'd you stop ? It was so…"

"Misty, I think you're beautiful and I want to osculate you and bear on you and so much more, but I just have to let you acknowledge : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in jounce. Then in fear. Then in anger. Finally in unbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the brim once, the same way she had the night before. But she couldn't puff back before Ash grabbed the spinal column of her head and pulled her sassing to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hired hand stayed where they were, one in her hair and the other on her shank. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a little harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her Passion of Christ was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her tongue touch his lips and opened his mouth. The kiss became more and more passionate, more fierce and heroic. Finally Ash slid his helping hand up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a dewy-eyed collar mechanism. Misty yelped in surprisal when she felt he bra leave her back. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet vesture. He admired her low breasts and their pink nipples. He wanted to feel them, cognise them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her tit for a moment. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her vertebral column and pressed it under her underwear, cupping her ass in his palm as he slid down further between her legs.

Misty purred when she felt his hand on her lips. Ash could hear the grumbling in her throat and feel the vibration in his oral cavity, dancing on lips and making his spit shiver. He was firmly than he had ever been before and Misty could feel it pressing into her thighs as she writhed against him in the sleeping bag. Ash pulled away from her candy kiss and rolled her over so that he was on top of her. He kissed the nape of her neck and suckled at the picket figure, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breasts. They were petite, little mounds rising from the control surface of her chest with bright pick nipple standing up in the middle. They were affectionate, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her mammilla and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her breast further into his mouth as she felt him please her. She had never let anyone else touch her before, and Ash was so gentle…

"Ooooh ! Ash, yes !"His finger probed mystifying into her vagina, stroking her tight inside, as she grew wetter and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it overt, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her back talk as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his head and pulled him down to her lips fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entrance and pushed, causing Misty to squeal and finally let him up for air. She looked uncomfortable with his length and girth.

"Misty are you ok ? Should I sto…"

"No ! Please I just… I just call for you to go slowly. It's bigger… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the lilliputian needle of nuisance and clenched her teeth."Keep… go on going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. perspiration beaded up on her forehead. Her heftiness tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. He wanted just to press it all inside of her, to feel it. He wanted to cum inside of her, to feel her around him. Ash had never thought that a woman could be so stiff. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was open the hurting would be gone, after a while, and they could just enjoy it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... wait !"Misty felt him buss her, plant his lips firmly on hers and push his clapper in her back talk. She started to osculate him back, until she felt him pull back and tide forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his organic structure, trying to offend him back for the vivid torture in her lumbus. Ash kept his oral cavity planted on hers and didn't move inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in painful sensation as her crotch throbbed. Ash tried hard not to cum and spray inside of her. She was so hot, wet, tight… Ash wanted so badly just to cum inside of her. But he couldn't do that. Finally she stopped moving under him. He pulled his backtalk away from hers for a second and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a hazard to say anything else. Misty grabbed his top dog and yanked him roughly back down to her rim. Ash pushed mysterious to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her groan and felt her wrench her legs up into the air to give him more way. Her clapper roughly shoved into his mouth and Ash pushed back just as hard. He pulled out of her and pushed back in quickly, moaning with her as they made honey. Finally she dropped her head down onto the tramp pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… ass yes, Ash ! screw me !"Ash kneeled and pulled out again, ramming back into her hard and pressing against her clitoris. She cried out, a high-pitched little cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. Ash loved that speech sound ; he wanted to hit her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't last long inside of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh roll in the hay !"Misty's phonation gave out as she came and tried to scream. Ash felt her starting to cum and realized what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his seed into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a indorse time as he kept pushing into her snatch and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her titty and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two nigh vivid orgasms ever in her animation rippled through her tree branch. Ash pulled out and kissed her cumulus, just above her clit, then kissed her lower venter and continued kissing his way up, brushing a fingerbreadth around her belly button before dipping his fingers to her inner thighs. He carefully avoided her snap as he kissed her white meat, forcing her to slow down and breath. Finally he kissed her backtalk with as much passion as he could. They rolled onto their side of meat and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waistline, letting his cum slowly dribble out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her head into Ash's chest as he wrapped her in a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Misty. I didn't want to ache you, I promise. I just wanted you to enjoy it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's eyes and planted one soft kiss on his lips before settling her capitulum against his chest once more."I know. And I probably deserved it… I haven't been very nice to you up until now."

"Misty… are we going to keep doing this ?"

"I hope so…"

They fell asleep in each others'implements of war, letting the rainfall pin on the tent and pass on them to themselves .