“ Charmander, we need you !"The tweed light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's deal and the ardour lizard Pokémon appeared in nominal head of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of mate. The Pokémon didn't nous at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so practically 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 clouds get here ! Charmander, don't let your flame start any forest fervor, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his friend. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a just ways from the Pokémon mall over the course of the dayspring, and the route 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 meter, once she had even pretended to trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to charm her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her bureau. He had felt her nipple poking 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 forest ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

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

"You won't Miss sleeping in a warmly bed ? I know how a good deal you love the Pokémon centers."

"I like sleeping outdoors more."Brock announced luncheon and they ate, all eyeing the tempest on the view. It came closer and closer as they ate.

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and fall. He had even seen the awkward way Ash had been forced to enchant her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too dolt to get laid anything of man human body. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girls and learned how to spawn Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friends, not his charges. If they wanted to try something, that was finely with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too slow ; hell, he needed everything explained to him in terminus 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. wheel could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the violent storm with glee. It was perfect, a luck 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 sleeping bag outside, and the others followed his representative sometimes, But Misty already had an idea of how it would all pan out. And the clouds grew closer and closer…


When the violent storm hit, the seven Pokémon were safe in their pokéballs and in Ash's bag. Even Pikachu had gone inside willingly. The three fellow traveler rushed under a small careen outcropping and began to lurch tent. Three of them were set up, all so small that they could barely fit two people. One was the recommended size of course, but Ash had a look, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, gloves, jeans and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp smash would provide some protection but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the tempest on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rainwater and Misty could stay on dry if she decided against her secret plan and design. He didn't mind, and the collapsible shelter would last out mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a minute, maybe two. Lightning broke and the big H rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the side of the collapsible shelter. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the other collapsible shelter. After a few seconds Misty opened the flaps of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked unmindful on the airfoil. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two people, if they were close ; there was no room for anything else but clothing and stray particular. Misty was stuck with him.

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

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

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

"Yeah sure. We've got to stay dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her white-livered shirt over her head and gazed at her get off blue bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a busty lady, but she had comme il faut breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her short pants 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 retentiveness forever. Misty slid into the bag next to him, touching quite a bit of hide as she did so. She smiled at him and snuggled up close. Ash put an arm around her, trying to make it appear somewhat real.

"It's a lot warmer 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 job Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the sentence. Looking into Misty's centre then, he couldn't help himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the buss eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one deal in his fateful fuzz. Ash wrapped his mitt around Misty's waist, feeling the bare peel and fall fabric under his feeling. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a miss before, not once. But now here they were. Ash pulled away slowly and Misty looked down at him with a facial expression of a disappointment.
"Why'd you stop ? It was so…"

"Misty, I think you're beautiful and I want to kiss you and touch you and so much more, but I just have to let you know : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in shock. Then in awe. Then in wrath. Finally in mental rejection. She leaned down and pecked him on the brim once, the same way she had the Nox before. But she couldn't puff back before Ash grabbed the back of her foreland and pulled her lips to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her hairsbreadth and the other on her waist. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a little harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her passion was pushed into the one buss. Ash felt her tongue touch his back talk and opened his oral cavity. The kiss became more and more passionate, more violent and do-or-die. Finally Ash slid his hand up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a elementary snatch chemical mechanism. Misty yelped in surprisal when she felt he bra leave her rachis. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the chain reactor of wet clothing. He admired her diminished breasts and their pinko nipples. He wanted to feel them, know them, smack them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her white meat for a instant. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her rear and pressed it under her underwear, cupping her ass in his medal as he slid down further between her legs.

Misty purred when she felt his script on her lips. Ash could get word the rumbling in her pharynx and feel the vibration in his rima oris, dancing on lips and making his knife shiver. He was tough than he had ever been before and Misty could sense it pressing into her thigh as she writhed against him in the sleeping bag. Ash pulled away from her kiss and rolled her over so that he was on top of her. He kissed the nucha of her neck and suckled at the picket flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breasts. They were tiny, little mound rising from the surface of her chest with shiny pick tit standing up in the middle. They were fond, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her mamilla and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her knocker further into his mouth as she felt him delight her. She had never let anyone else touch her before, and Ash was so gentle…

"Ooooh ! Ash, yes !"His fingerbreadth probed deeper into her vagina, stroking her tight interior, as she grew bedwetter and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her lips 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 distance and girth.

"Misty are you ok ? Should I sto…"

"No ! Please I just… I just need you to go slowly. It's bigger… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the tiny needles of pain and clenched her teeth."Keep… keep going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. Sweat beaded up on her forehead. Her muscularity tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected imperativeness. He wanted just to push it all inside of her, to sense it. He wanted to cum inside of her, to feel her around him. Ash had never thought that a cleaning lady could be so tight. He pushed a fiddling farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this annoyance. He knew once she was overt the hurting would be gone, after a spell, and they could just enjoy it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... wait !"Misty felt him kiss her, plant his lip firmly on hers and push his knife in her mouth. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him pull back and surge forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to hurt him back for the intense torment in her loins. 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 nuisance as her genitalia 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 interior of her. But he couldn't do that. Finally she stopped moving under him. He pulled his lips away from hers for a 2nd and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a opportunity to say anything else. Misty grabbed his heading and yanked him roughly back down to her lips. Ash pushed cryptic to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her moan and felt her twist her legs up into the air to hand him more room. Her tongue roughly shoved into his sass and Ash pushed back just as hard. He pulled out of her and pushed back in quickly, moaning with her as they made love. Finally she dropped her head down onto the padded pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… fucking yes, Ash ! Fuck me !"Ash kneeled and pulled out again, ramming back into her hard and pressing against her button. She cried out, a high-pitched fiddling cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. Ash loved that auditory sensation ; he wanted to spend a penny her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't lastly yearn inside of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh FUCK !"Misty's vox gave out as she came and tried to holler. Ash felt her start to cum and pull in 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 second meter as he kept pushing into her snatch and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her titty and squeezed hard, straining to detain awake as her two almost intense orgasms ever in her liveliness rippled through her arm. Ash pulled out and kissed her mound, just above her clit, then kissed her let down belly and continued kissing his way up, brushing a digit around her belly push before dipping his finger to her inner second joint. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to slack and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as a great deal honey as he could. They rolled onto their side of meat and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly drivel out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her question into Ash's chest as he wrapped her in a hug.

"I'm so dark, Misty. I didn't want to pain you, I promise. I just wanted you to relish it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's eyes and planted one gentle kiss on his backtalk before settling her drumhead against his pectus 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 proceed doing this ?"

"I hope so…"

They fell asleep in each others'arms, letting the rain Fall on the collapsible shelter and get out them to themselves .