“ Charmander, we need you !"The whiten light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's paw and the fire lizard Pokémon appeared in forepart of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of peer. The Pokémon didn't judgment at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so very 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 clouds get here ! Charmander, don't let your flare start any wood ardor, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a unspoilt team. The odor of sizzling capsicum pepper plant and stew drew Ash back to the fervidness and his protagonist. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon center over the course of the morning, and the road led through a forest. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though null had happened. She still called him and changeling and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her prominence into him from time to prison term, once she had even pretended to tripper while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to entrance her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her pectus. He had felt her mammilla poking 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 conceive it'll withdraw us to get through the wood ?"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 face, 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 feed you and I fourth dimension to visualize this out. Misty smiled at him.

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

"I like sleeping outside more."Brock announced lunch and they ate, all eyeing the tempest on the skyline. 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 catch her. He had been wondering when the two would count on it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to bonk anything of human human body. HE cooked tiffin, chased hot girls and learned how to multiply Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his Quaker, not his charges. If they wanted to try something, that was fine with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too speechless ; hell, he needed everything explained to him in term Pikachu understood. And Misty seemed like she hated him. She still nagged him about the cycle every once in a while, but Brock knew that Ash had already paid it off. At to the lowest degree he hoped so. bicycle could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the storm with mirth. It was perfect, a hazard 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 model sometimes, But Misty already had an approximation of how it would all pan out. And the clouds grew faithful 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 humble rock outcrop and began to lurch tents. Three of them were set up, all so small that they could barely fit two people. One was the recommended size of it of course, but Ash had a touch sensation, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone this evening. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, boxing glove, blue jean and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp overhead would offer some protection but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on aim ; 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 bide mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a instant, maybe two. Lightning broke and the skag rumbled a bit, and the rainwater pelted the incline of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the early tents. After a few arcsecond Misty opened the dither of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked unmindful 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 habiliment and roll items. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This tempest 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 clothes and looked miserable, tired too. Then Ash remembered the nighttime 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 brace on her denim shorts.

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

"Yeah for sure. We've got to stay dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her chief and gazed at her light bluing bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a stacked lady, but she had the right way white meat. The she sat down and pulled off her boxershorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the opening to the sleeping bag. The memory of Misty crawling toward him in her underclothing 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 someone else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big green heart sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No problem Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the sentence. Looking into Misty's eyes 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 hand in his Black hair. Ash wrapped his handwriting around Misty's waist, feeling the bare skin and light fabric under his tactual sensation. 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 hold out night."Misty looked at him in electric shock. Then in fear. Then in anger. Finally in disbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the brim once, the like way she had the Nox before. But she couldn't wrench back before Ash grabbed the rear of her head and pulled her lips to his again, kissing her tenderly. His mitt 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 little harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her heat was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her tongue touch his lips and opened his lip. The kiss became more and more passionate, more violent and do-or-die. Finally Ash slid his bridge player 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 leave alone her back. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet wear. He admired her small knocker and their pink nipples. He wanted to feel them, sleep with them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her chest for a bit. He slid the bridge player that had undone her bra down her back and pressed it under her underclothes, cupping her ass in his palm as he slid down further between her legs.

Misty purred when she felt his hand on her back talk. Ash could hear the rumbling in her pharynx and feel the quivering in his sassing, dancing on lips and making his tongue shiver. He was harder 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 nucha of her neck opening and suckled at the pale bod, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her white meat. They were petite, short mounds rising from the open of her breast with brilliant pick mammilla standing up in the eye. They were warmly, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her nipple and finally kissed the nipple 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 insides, as she grew surfactant and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open, sliding back up to Misty and planting a buss on her mouth 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 length and girth.

"Misty are you ok ? Should I sto…"

"No ! Please I just… I just postulate you to go slowly. It's bigger… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the diminutive acerate leaf of pain and clenched her teeth."Keep… keep going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. lather beaded up on her forehead. Her muscles tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected imperativeness. He wanted just to push 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 char could be so tight. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was open the pain sensation would be gone, after a while, and they could just love it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... delay !"Misty felt him buss her, plant his brim firmly on hers and press his knife in her sassing. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him pull back and zoom forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his soundbox, trying to hurt him back for the vivid torment in her pubic region. Ash kept his mouth planted on hers and didn't motion inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in painful sensation as her private parts throbbed. Ash tried arduous 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 backtalk away from hers for a mo and was rewarded with a slap 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 sass. Ash pushed deeply to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her groan and felt her pull her stage up into the air to founder him more elbow room. Her glossa roughly shoved into his oral cavity and Ash pushed back just as punishing. He pulled out of her and pushed back in quickly, moaning with her as they made passion. Finally she dropped her head down onto the plod pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… Fuck yes, Ash ! nooky me !"Ash kneeled and pulled out again, ramming back into her heavily and pressing against her button. She cried out, a high-pitched little cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. Ash loved that sound ; he wanted to earn her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't last 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 call. Ash felt her start to cum and take 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 prison term as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two most intense orgasm ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her pitcher, just above her clit, then kissed her lower tum and continued kissing his way up, brushing a finger around her belly clit before dipping his fingerbreadth to her inner thighs. He carefully avoided her grab as he kissed her white meat, forcing her to unbend and breath. Finally he kissed her mouth with as much love as he could. They rolled onto their slope and Misty draped her leg over Ash's shank, letting his cum slowly drool 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 enjoy it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's oculus and planted one gentle kiss on his back talk before settling her principal 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 hold doing this ?"

"I hope so…"

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