“ Charmander, we need you !"The ashen light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hand and the ardor lizard Pokémon appeared in front of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of matches. 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 tempest swarm get here ! Charmander, don't let your flaming start any forest fires, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a upright team. The smell of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his Friend. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a carnival ways from the Pokémon center over the class of the dawn, and the road led through a forest. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though nothing had happened. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her prominence into him from time to time, once she had even pretended to slip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to catch her, grabbing her arm and placing a paw directly on her dresser. He had felt her tit poking through her shirt at him. That wasn't just coincidence. He knew she was doing something, maybe trying to get his care 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 admit us to get through the timberland ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

"Probably a few sidereal day. I hear it's pretty big, but the next gym is on the early 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 grant you and I time to cipher 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 horizon. It came closer and closer as they ate.

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and spill. He had even seen the awkward way Ash had been forced to watch her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to know anything of human build. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girls 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 hunky-dory with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too mute ; pit, he needed everything explained to him in price Pikachu understood. And Misty seemed like she hated him. She still nagged him about the bicycle every once in a piece, but Brock knew that Ash had already paid it off. At to the lowest degree he hoped so. Bikes could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the tempest with hilarity. It was perfect, a hazard to be alone in Ash's tent all even. 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 example sometimes, But Misty already had an thought of how it would all pan out. And the clouds grew closer and closer…


When the violent 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 belittled rock and roll rock outcrop and began to pitch tents. Three of them were set up, all so pocket-sized that they could barely fit two hoi polloi. One was the recommend size of it of track, but Ash had a feeling, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone this evening. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his undershirt, baseball glove, jean and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp disk overhead would offer up some protection but not a lot. Ash had set his tent up closer to the tempest on determination ; Brock didn't like the rainwater and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her plots and plans. He didn't mind, and the tent would rest mostly dry. He lied down and exclude his eyes. It felt like a mo, maybe two. Lightning broke and the thunder rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the English of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the early tents. After a few indorsement Misty opened the pother 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 way for anything else but clothing and tramp items. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This storm is variety of freaking me out… I don't know why, but I…"For a arcsecond Ash believed her. She looked so innocuous, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet clothes and looked hapless, 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 stand a Night cuddling with you. Can I just grovel into your sleeping bag ? There should be enough room…"

"Yeah sure. We've got to stay dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her lily-livered shirt over her top dog and gazed at her fall blueing bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a busty lady, but she had comme il faut tit. The she sat down and pulled off her shorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the opening to the sleeping bag. The store of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash's retentiveness forever. Misty slid into the bag next to him, touching quite a bit of pelt as she did so. She smiled at him and snuggled up close. Ash put an arm around her, trying to have it appear somewhat real.

"It's a lot warmer with mortal else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big green oculus 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 supporter 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 contraband hairsbreadth. Ash wrapped his hands around Misty's shank, feeling the bare skin and easy fabric 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 refer you and so much more, but I just have to let you know : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in stupor. Then in fear. Then in angriness. Finally in mental rejection. She leaned down and pecked him on the lips once, the same way she had the nighttime before. But she couldn't pull back before Ash grabbed the spine 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 other on her waist. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a short harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her passion was pushed into the one buss. Ash felt her tongue touch his sass and opened his oral cavity. The candy kiss became more and more passionate, more trigger-happy and desperate. Finally Ash slid his hand up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple catch mechanics. Misty yelped in surprise when she felt he bra leave her back. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet clothing. He admired her minor breast and their pink nipples. He wanted to feel them, roll in the hay them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her chest for a mo. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her rear 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 paw on her lips. Ash could hear the rumble in her throat and feel the palpitation in his mouth, dancing on lips and making his glossa shiver. He was heavy than he had ever been before and Misty could sense 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 nucha of her neck and suckled at the pale flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her boob. They were petite, little mound rising from the surface of her bureau with lustrous cream nipples standing up in the middle. They were warm, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her pap 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's breadth probed cryptic into her vagina, stroking her tight interior, 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 underwear. 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 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 necessitate you to go slowly. It's bigger… liberal than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the tiny acerate leaf of annoyance and clenched her tooth."Keep… save going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. Sweat beaded up on her forehead. Her brawn tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected imperativeness. He wanted just to fight 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 nasty. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to save her of this annoyance. He knew once she was open the pain would be gone, after a while, and they could just enjoy it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... wait !"Misty felt him kiss her, works his sassing firmly on hers and crowd his tongue 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 offend him back for the intense 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 in the neck as her genital organ throbbed. Ash tried hard not to cum and spray inside of her. She was so hot, wet, tight… Ash wanted so badly just to cum interior of her. But he couldn't do that. Finally she stopped moving under him. He pulled his lips away from hers for a moment and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a luck to say anything else. Misty grabbed his straits 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 elbow room. Her tongue roughly shoved into his sassing and Ash pushed back just as severe. He pulled out of her and pushed back in quickly, moaning with her as they made dear. Finally she dropped her head down onto the padded pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… Fuck yes, Ash ! piece of ass me !"Ash kneeled and pulled out again, ramming back into her laborious and pressing against her clitoris. She cried out, a high niggling cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. Ash loved that auditory sensation ; he wanted to make her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't net 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 scream. Ash felt her outset to cum and recognise what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his seed into her belly just as she recovered from her sexual climax. She grunted and came a moment time as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to continue awake as her two most intense orgasms ever in her life rippled through her tree branch. Ash pulled out and kissed her mound, just above her clit, then kissed her lower stomach and continued kissing his way up, brushing a digit around her belly clitoris before dipping his fingers to her interior thighs. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to relax and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as much dear as he could. They rolled onto their side and Misty draped her leg over Ash's shank, letting his cum slowly drip out of her kitty onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her pass 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 eyes and planted one soft osculation on his lips before settling her head against his pectus once more."I know. And I probably deserved it… I haven't been very courteous 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 .