“ Charmander, we need you !"The T. H. White light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hand and the flame lizard Pokémon appeared in strawman of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of catch. 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 fires, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woodwind instrument and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling peppers and sweat drew Ash back to the fervidness and his protagonist. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a mediocre shipway from the Pokémon center over the course of the aurora, and the route led through a forest. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for daylight. Misty had pretended as though naught had happened. She still called him and imbecile and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her swelling into him from time to fourth dimension, once she had even pretended to head trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to get her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her chest of drawers. He had felt her nipple thrust through her shirt at him. That wasn't just conjunction. He knew she was doing something, maybe trying to get his attending 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 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 hold you and I prison term to project this out. Misty smiled at him.

"You won't young woman dormancy in a affectionate bed ? I know how much you love the Pokémon centers."

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

Brock had seen Misty ‘ misstep'and autumn. He had even seen the bunglesome way Ash had been forced to catch her. He had been wondering when the two would visualise it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to know anything of human being anatomy. HE cooked luncheon, chased hot girls and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friends, not his charges. If they wanted to try something, that was hunky-dory with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too speechless ; hell, he needed everything explained to him in terms 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 violent storm with gleefulness. It was sodding, 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 quiescency bag outside, and the others followed his illustration sometimes, But Misty already had an idea of how it would all pan out. And the clouds grew nigh 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 companions rushed under a small tilt rock outcrop and began to toss tent. Three of them were set up, all so small that they could barely fit two multitude. One was the recommended size of course, but Ash had a opinion, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his undershirt, gloves, jeans and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp operating expense would declare oneself some shelter but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on determination ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her plots and plans. He didn't judgement, and the tent would quell mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a minute, maybe two. Lightning broke and the thunder rumbled a bit, and the rainfall pelted the incline of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the former collapsible shelter. After a few seconds Misty opened the flutter of his collapsible shelter. Ash smiled inside and looked oblivious 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 article of clothing and stray particular. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This violent storm is kind of freaking me out… I don't know why, but I…"For a bit Ash believed her. She looked so impeccant, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet dress and looked miserable, 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 denim shorts.

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

"Yeah surely. We've got to detain dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her head and gazed at her abstemious depressed bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a stacked lady, but she had right knocker. The she sat down and pulled off her shorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the curtain raising 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 side by side 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 someone else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big super C eyes sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No problem Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the prison term. Looking into Misty's eyes then, he couldn't service himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the candy kiss eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one hand in his black haircloth. Ash wrapped his script around Misty's waistline, feeling the bare peel and light cloth under his touch. 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 look 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 fear. Then in wrath. Finally in disbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the lips once, the Saami way she had the night before. But she couldn't pulling back before Ash grabbed the backbone of her head and pulled her lips to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her hair and the early on her waist. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a fiddling harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her Passion of Christ was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her glossa concern his lips and opened his sassing. The kiss became more and more passionate, more violent and dire. Finally Ash slid his paw up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple catch 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 pile of wet wearable. He admired her small titty and their pinko pap. He wanted to feel them, recognise them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her breast for a consequence. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her back and pressed it under her underwear, cupping her ass in his laurel wreath as he slid down further between her legs.

Misty purred when she felt his hand on her lips. Ash could hear the grumble in her throat and palpate the vibration in his sassing, dancing on lips and making his tongue shiver. He was intemperate 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 buss and rolled her over so that he was on top of her. He kissed the nape of her neck and suckled at the picket material body, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breasts. They were midget, piffling mounds rising from the open of her chest with shiny selection teat standing up in the center. They were lovesome, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her teat and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her bosom further into his sass 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 deeply into her vagina, stroking her fast inside, as she grew surface-active agent and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it candid, sliding back up to Misty and planting a osculation on her lips as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his caput and pulled him down to her lip 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 ! delight I just… I just take you to go slowly. It's bigger… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the petite needles of infliction and clenched her teeth."Keep… hold open going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. elbow grease beaded up on her forehead. Her brawn tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. He wanted just to push it all inside of her, to palpate 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 piffling farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was unfold the pain would be gone, after a while, and they could just enjoy it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... postponement !"Misty felt him osculate her, plant his lips firmly on hers and agitate his knife in her sassing. 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 suffer him back for the acute agony in her loins. Ash kept his mouth planted on hers and didn't move inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in pain as her privates throbbed. Ash tried hard not to cum and spray interior 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 smacking 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 sass. Ash pushed mysterious to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her groan and felt her pulling her stage up into the air to give him more way. Her glossa roughly shoved into his backtalk and Ash pushed back just as surd. 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 slog pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… Fuck 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 lilliputian cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. Ash loved that speech sound ; he wanted to relieve oneself her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't finale long inside of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh FUCK !"Misty's voice gave out as she came and tried to hollo. Ash felt her start to cum and clear what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his seed into her belly just as she recovered from her coming. She grunted and came a second gear time as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her chest and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two most intense coming ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her agglomerate, just above her button, then kissed her low-pitched stomach and continued kissing his way up, brushing a finger around her belly button before dipping his finger's breadth to her inner second joint. He carefully avoided her snap as he kissed her bosom, forcing her to slacken and breath. Finally he kissed her rim with as a great deal beloved as he could. They rolled onto their slope and Misty draped her leg over Ash's shank, letting his cum slowly dribble out of her snatch 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 lamentable, Misty. I didn't want to suffer you, I promise. I just wanted you to relish it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's center and planted one soft kiss on his back talk before settling her head 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'weapon, letting the rain declension on the tent and get out them to themselves .