“ Charmander, we need you !"The white ignitor 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 equal. The Pokémon didn't mind at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so much 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 flame start any forest flack, okay ? Be measured !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a effective team. The smell of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fervidness and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a funfair ways from the Pokémon center over the course of instruction of the morning, and the route led through a timberland. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though nothing had happened. She still called him and moron and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her hump into him from time to time, once she had even pretended to trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to view her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her chest. He had felt her nipple poking through her shirt at him. That wasn't just coincidence. He knew she was doing something, maybe trying to get his tending or something. She looked up at him and smiled as he sat down, ignorant of his staring.

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

"Probably a few years. I hear it's pretty big, but the next gym is on the early 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 girl sleeping in a warm bed ? I know how practically you love the Pokémon centers."

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

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and decline. He had even seen the ill at ease way Ash had been forced to get her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too pudden-head to get it on anything of human anatomy. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girls and learned how to multiply Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friend, not his charges. If they wanted to try something, that was fine with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too dense ; infernal region, he needed everything explained to him in terms Pikachu understood. And Misty seemed like she hated him. She still nagged him about the bicycle 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 mirthfulness. It was double-dyed, a chance to be alone in Ash's tent all evening. 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 exercise sometimes, But Misty already had an idea of how it would all pan out. And the clouds 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 associate rushed under a small rock'n'roll outcrop and began to deliver tents. Three of them were set up, all so small that they could barely fit two people. One was the commend size of it of course, but Ash had a flavour, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his singlet, gloves, jeans and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp smash would offer some protection but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on design ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her plots and plans. He didn't mind, and the tent would stay mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a instant, maybe two. Lightning broke and the big H rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the slope of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the other tents. After a few seconds Misty opened the flap of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked forgetful on the surface. 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 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 ingenuous, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet clothes and looked woeful, tired too. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his breast. Misty heard him gulp before answering.

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

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

"Yeah indisputable. We've got to outride dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her chickenhearted shirt over her head and gazed at her get off aristocratic bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a curvaceous lady, but she had in good order bosom. The she sat down and pulled off her short 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 memory 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 warmer with individual else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big green centre sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No trouble Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the sentence. Looking into Misty's oculus then, he couldn't help himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the kiss eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one script in his black hair. Ash wrapped his hands around Misty's waistline, feeling the bare skin and twinkle fabric under his pinch. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a young lady 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 stop ? It was so…"

"Misty, I think you're beautiful and I want to buss 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 fear. Then in anger. Finally in disbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the brim once, the same way she had the Nox before. But she couldn't pull back before Ash grabbed the back of her head and pulled her backtalk to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her hair and the other on her waistline. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a piffling harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her passion was pushed into the one buss. Ash felt her tongue touch his lips and opened his lip. The kiss became more and more passionate, more violent and desperate. Finally Ash slid his script up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple match chemical mechanism. Misty yelped in surprise when she felt he bra leave her cover. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the piling of wet clothing. He admired her small chest and their pink nipples. He wanted to feel them, know them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her titty for a present moment. He slid the script 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 mitt on her lips. Ash could hear the rumble in her throat and finger the oscillation in his oral fissure, dancing on lips and making his tongue shiver. He was harder than he had ever been before and Misty could sense it pressing into her thighs as she writhed against him in the quiescency 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 material body, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her boob. They were petite, little mound rising from the open of her chest with bright pick nipple standing up in the middle. They were affectionate, voiced, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her mammilla and finally kissed the pap 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 deeper into her vagina, stroking her tight inside, as she grew wetter 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 underclothing. She grabbed his header and pulled him down to her mouth fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entrance and pushed, causing Misty to oink 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 ask you to go slowly. It's bigger… braggart than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the tiny needles of pain and clenched her dentition."Keep… keep going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. Sweat beaded up on her frontal bone. Her brawn tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected insistence. He wanted just to bear on it all inside of her, to find it. He wanted to cum interior of her, to sense her around him. Ash had never thought that a woman could be so tight. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to salve her of this annoyance. He knew once she was open the pain would be gone, after a piece, and they could just relish it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... delay !"Misty felt him kiss her, works his rim firmly on hers and push his tongue in her mouthpiece. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him pull back and soar upwards forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his physical structure, trying to hurt him back for the intense excruciation in her loins. Ash kept his mouth planted on hers and didn't movement inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in hurting as her genital organ throbbed. Ash tried severely 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 lips away from hers for a second and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a opportunity to say anything else. Misty grabbed his head and yanked him roughly back down to her sassing. Ash pushed profoundly to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her moan and felt her pulling her stage up into the air to throw him Thomas More room. Her clapper roughly shoved into his back talk 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… Fuck yes, Ash ! screwing 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 sound ; he wanted to make her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't last yearn interior of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh screwing !"Misty's voice gave out as she came and tried to call. Ash felt her start to cum and realized what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his come into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a second gear meter as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her boob and squeezed hard, straining to stick around awake as her two most intense climax ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her hill, just above her clit, then kissed her crushed stomach and continued kissing his way up, brushing a finger around her belly button before dipping his fingers to her interior thighs. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her tit, forcing her to unbend and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as much beloved as he could. They rolled onto their sides and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly slobber 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 hurt you, I promise. I just wanted you to relish it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's eye and planted one flabby buss on his lips before settling her top dog 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'arms, letting the rain evenfall on the tent and leave them to themselves .