“ Charmander, we need you !"The flannel Inner Light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hand and the fire lizard Pokémon appeared in front of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new formula and they were out of matches. The Pokémon didn't mind at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so a lot 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 fire start any timber fires, approve ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a effective team. The smell of sizzling peppers and lather drew Ash back to the firing and his friend. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a evenhandedly ways from the Pokémon essence over the form of the morning, and the route led through a forest. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for daytime. Misty had pretended as though nothing had happened. She still called him and imbecile and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her swelling into him from metre to sentence, once she had even pretended to trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to pick up her, grabbing her arm and placing a handwriting directly on her bureau. He had felt her teat poke through her shirt at him. That wasn't just co-occurrence. 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 call for us to get through the woods ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

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

"You won't miss quiescency in a lovesome bed ? I know how very much 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 ‘ stumble'and Fall. He had even seen the awkward way Ash had been forced to catch her. He had been wondering when the two would estimate it out, but then he thought them both too pudden-head to eff anything of homo anatomy. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girl and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friend, not his charges. If they wanted to try something, that was amercement with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too dumb ; hell, he needed everything explained to him in damage 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. Bikes could be fairly expensive…

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


When the storm hit, the seven Pokémon were secure in their pokéballs and in Ash's bag. Even Pikachu had gone inside willingly. The three familiar rushed under a belittled rock and roll outcrop and began to pitch collapsible shelter. Three of them were set up, all so small that they could barely fit two people. One was the recommended sizing of course of action, 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 collapsible shelter. The tarpaulin smash would offer some protective cover but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the violent storm on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rainfall and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her secret plan and plan. He didn't mind, and the tent would stay mostly dry. He lied down and close his middle. It felt like a arcminute, maybe two. Lightning broke and the roar rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the slope of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the former tents. After a few bit Misty opened the flap of his collapsible shelter. Ash smiled inside and looked forgetful on the aerofoil. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two people, if they were close ; there was no room for anything else but habiliment and stray detail. Misty was stuck with him.

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

"Yeah sure. There isn't practically 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 blue jean shorts.

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

"Yeah sure. We've got to stay dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her point and gazed at her light blue bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a buxom lady, but she had decent breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her boxershorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the opening move to the sleeping bag. The storage of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash's remembering 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 lay down it seem 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 problem Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the judgment of conviction. Looking into Misty's eye then, he couldn't assistance himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the osculate eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one script in his black hair. Ash wrapped his handwriting around Misty's shank, feeling the bare skin and light framework under his touch. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a young woman before, not once. But now here they were. Ash pulled away slowly and Misty looked down at him with a look of a disappointment.
"Why'd you end ? 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 fearfulness. Then in wrath. Finally in mental rejection. She leaned down and pecked him on the lips once, the same way she had the night before. But she couldn't pull back before Ash grabbed the back of her head and pulled her back talk to his again, kissing her tenderly. His helping hand stayed where they were, one in her tomentum 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 heat was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her glossa extend to his mouth and opened his lip. The kiss became more and more passionate, more red and desperate. Finally Ash slid his bridge player up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple arrest mechanics. Misty yelped in surprise when she felt he bra go away her back. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet vesture. He admired her diminished chest and their pink nipples. He wanted to finger them, have sex them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her chest for a moment. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her back 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 manus on her mouth. Ash could hear the rumble in her throat and feel the vibration in his oral fissure, dancing on sass and making his lingua frisson. He was difficult than he had ever been before and Misty could feel it pressing into her second joint 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 nape of her neck and suckled at the pale flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her boob. They were flyspeck, lilliputian mounds rising from the control surface of her chest with bright option nipples standing up in the center. They were warm, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her teat and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her white meat further into his oral cavity 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 recondite into her vagina, stroking her tight inside, as she grew surface-active agent and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it spread, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her backtalk as he removed his underclothes. She grabbed his head and pulled him down to her sassing fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entrance and pushed, causing Misty to confess 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 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. sudor beaded up on her forehead. Her muscles tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. He wanted just to bear on 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 tight. He pushed a piddling farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was undetermined the pain would be gone, after a piece, and they could just bask it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... waiting !"Misty felt him osculate her, plant his sassing firmly on hers and bear on his natural language in her mouth. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him pull back and scend forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to bruise him back for the vivid agony in her loins. Ash kept his mouth planted on hers and didn't motility inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in pain as her crotch throbbed. Ash tried arduous 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 brim away from hers for a second and was rewarded with a smack across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a chance to say anything else. Misty grabbed his head and yanked him roughly back down to her lips. Ash pushed deeper to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her moan and felt her wrench her legs up into the air to leave him Sir Thomas More elbow room. Her tongue roughly shoved into his sass and Ash pushed back just as severely. 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 dramatize pillow built into the sleeping bag.

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

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh shtup !"Misty's voice gave out as she came and tried to squall. Ash felt her starting time to cum and realized what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his seeded player into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a second clip as he kept pushing into her pussycat and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to outride awake as her two most vivid orgasms ever in her life rippled through her limb. Ash pulled out and kissed her agglomerate, just above her clit, then kissed her let down stomach and continued kissing his way up, brushing a digit around her belly push before dipping his finger's breadth to her inner second joint. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to relax and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as much lovemaking as he could. They rolled onto their sides and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly trickle out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her forefront 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 delight it…"

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

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

"I hope so…"

They fell asleep in each others'arms, letting the rain twilight on the tent and leave behind them to themselves .