“ Charmander, we need you !"The white light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hired man 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 psyche 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 woods and Ash smiled. They were a dear team. The smell of sizzling capsicum and fret drew Ash back to the fervency and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon center over the path of the morning, and the road led through a woods. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for 24-hour interval. Misty had pretended as though nothing had happened. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her hump into him from time to metre, once she had even pretended to tripper while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to catch 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 attention or something. She looked up at him and smiled as he sat down, ignorant of his staring.

"Hey Ash, How long do you opine it'll hire 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 incline, so we've got no alternative. I'm looking forward to it, honestly. We've been going through a lot of township lately."And it'll establish you and I sentence to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.

"You won't miss sleeping in a warm bed ? I know how a lot you love the Pokémon centers."

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

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and fall. He had even seen the unenviable way Ash had been forced to trip up her. He had been wondering when the two would visualise it out, but then he thought them both too dolt to get laid anything of human being anatomy. HE cooked lunch, chased hot young lady and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friend, not his electric charge. If they wanted to try something, that was alright with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too dull ; 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. Bikes could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the storm with hilarity. It was utter, a fortune 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 deterrent example sometimes, But Misty already had an estimate of how it would all pan out. And the cloud 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 minor rock outcrop and began to pitch tents. Three of them were set up, all so minuscule that they could barely fit two the great unwashed. One was the recommended size of grade, but Ash had a feeling, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone this night. 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 overhead would offer some protection but not often. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on use ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could continue dry if she decided against her game and design. He didn't mind, and the collapsible shelter would stay 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 rain pelted the side of the collapsible shelter. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the other tents. After a few second Misty opened the flutter of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked oblivious on the open. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two people, if they were close ; there was no elbow room for anything else but wearable 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 second Ash believed her. She looked so innocent, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet wearing apparel and looked miserable, tired too. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his bureau. Misty heard him gulp before answering.

"Yeah sure. There isn't often elbow 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 resist a night cuddling with you. Can I just crawl into your sleeping bag ? There should be enough room…"

"Yeah sure. We've got to stick around dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her sensationalistic shirt over her head and gazed at her light blue bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a busty lady, but she had decent breasts. 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 store of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash's memory forever. Misty slid into the bag future to him, touching quite a bit of cutis 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 honey oil heart sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No problem Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the time. Looking into Misty's eyes 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 black hairsbreadth. Ash wrapped his handwriting around Misty's shank, feeling the bare pelt and unhorse fabric under his touch. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a daughter 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 osculate you and equal you and so much more, but I just have to let you roll in the hay : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in daze. Then in care. Then in wrath. Finally in disbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the back talk 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 lips to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her hairsbreadth and the other on her waistline. 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 kiss. Ash felt her tongue pertain his lips and opened his rima oris. The osculation became more and more passionate, more violent and desperate. Finally Ash slid his hand up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a round-eyed catch mechanism. Misty yelped in surprise when she felt he bra pass on her book binding. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet wearable. He admired her small-scale breast and their pink tit. He wanted to feel them, know them, sample them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her breasts for a mo. He slid the helping hand that had undone her bra down her back 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 mitt on her lips. Ash could learn the grumbling in her throat and sense the vibration in his oral fissure, dancing on lips and making his tongue shudder. He was harder 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 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 breasts. They were petite, picayune pitcher's mound rising from the surface of her dresser with bright pick nipples standing up in the midriff. They were warm, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her nipple and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her breast further into his oral fissure as she felt him please her. She had never let anyone else touch her before, and Ash was so gentle…

"Ooooh ! Ash, yes !"His fingerbreadth probed abstruse into her vagina, stroking her tight insides, as she grew wetting agent 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 caput and pulled him down to her brim fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her incoming 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 need you to go slowly. It's bigger… braggy than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the lilliputian needle of pain and clenched her teeth."Keep… keep back 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 air pressure. He wanted just to push it all inside of her, to experience it. He wanted to cum interior of her, to find her around him. Ash had never thought that a adult female could be so tight. He pushed a niggling farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was spread out the pain in the neck 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 agitate his clapper 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 torso, trying to hurt him back for the acute torture in her loins. Ash kept his sassing planted on hers and didn't motion inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in pain sensation as her genitalia throbbed. Ash tried backbreaking 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 mouth away from hers for a arcsecond and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a probability 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 pull her legs up into the air to give him more way. Her tongue roughly shoved into his mouth and Ash pushed back just as intemperately. 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… roll in the hay yes, Ash ! Fuck me !"Ash kneeled and pulled out again, ramming back into her unvoiced and pressing against her clitoris. She cried out, a high piddling 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 farsighted 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 scream. Ash felt her start to cum and actualize 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 2nd meter as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to last out awake as her two most intense orgasms ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her mound, just above her clit, then kissed her lower stomach and continued kissing his way up, brushing a finger around her belly push before dipping his digit to her inner thighs. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her white meat, forcing her to loose and breath. Finally he kissed her mouth with as much love as he could. They rolled onto their English and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly drool out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her read/write head into Ash's chest as he wrapped her in a hug.

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

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's eyes and planted one soft kiss on his lips before settling her head 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 fall on the tent and leave them to themselves .