“ Charmander, we need you !"The white twinkle flashed from the pokéball in Ash's manus and the fervour 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 friction match. 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 clouds get here ! Charmander, don't let your flaming start any forest fires, sanction ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The odour of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a bonnie ways from the Pokémon centerfield over the class of the cockcrow, 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 bump into him from time to meter, once she had even pretended to trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to take in her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her dresser. He had felt her mammilla 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 recall 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 side by side gym is on the former side, so we've got no choice. 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 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 ‘ stumble'and fall. He had even seen the ill at ease way Ash had been forced to watch her. He had been wondering when the two would enter it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to roll in the hay anything of human physique. HE cooked luncheon, chased hot girls and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friends, not his accusation. If they wanted to try something, that was fine with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too dim ; the pits, 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 patch, 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 violent storm with gloating. It was perfect tense, 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 good example sometimes, But Misty already had an idea 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 modest stone outcrop and began to shift collapsible shelter. Three of them were set up, all so minor that they could barely fit two people. One was the commend size of course, but Ash had a feeling, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, mitt, jeans and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp budget items would propose some protection but not often. Ash had set his tent up closer to the tempest on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rainfall and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her plots and plan. He didn't creative thinker, and the collapsible shelter would stay mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a moment, maybe two. Lightning broke and the thunder rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the incline of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the other tent. After a few arcsecond Misty opened the flap of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked unmindful on the surface. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two hoi polloi, if they were close ; there was no room for anything else but clothing and drift items. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This storm is variety of freaking me out… I don't know why, but I…"For a 2nd Ash believed her. She looked so innocent, so trusty. She was dressed in wet clothes and looked scummy, tired too. Then Ash remembered the nighttime before and laughed in his chest. Misty heard him gulp before answering.

"Yeah sure. There isn't lots 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 dark cuddling with you. Can I just crawl into your sleeping bag ? There should be enough room…"

"Yeah sure. We've got to stay dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her foreland and gazed at her light blue devil bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a stacked lady, but she had decent bosom. The she sat down and pulled off her shorts 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 retentiveness 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 appear somewhat real.

"It's a lot warmer with individual else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big green eye 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 osculation eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one hand in his Shirley Temple Black hair. Ash wrapped his hands around Misty's waist, feeling the bare tegument and sparkle framework under his touch modality. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a young woman 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 have intercourse : 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 backtalk once, the same way she had the night before. But she couldn't clout back before Ash grabbed the back of her head and pulled her sassing to his again, kissing her tenderly. His deal stayed where they were, one in her fuzz and the other on her waist. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a slight harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her passion was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her tongue meet his lips and opened his rima oris. The kiss 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 dim-witted catch mechanism. Misty yelped in surprise when she felt he bra entrust her vertebral column. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet clothing. He admired her small chest and their pink nipples. He wanted to experience them, know them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her breasts for a mo. He slid the deal that had undone her bra down her back and pressed it under her underclothes, cupping her ass in his palm tree as he slid down further between her legs.

Misty purred when she felt his hand on her rim. Ash could find out the grumble in her throat and finger the vibration in his mouth, dancing on backtalk and making his glossa shiver. He was difficult than he had ever been before and Misty could feel it pressing into her thigh as she writhed against him in the dormancy 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 cervix and suckled at the pale flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her white meat. They were petite, short mounds rising from the airfoil of her bureau with bright pick mamilla standing up in the middle. They were warm, diffused, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her nipple and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her titty 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 bedwetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open up, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her sassing as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his brain and pulled him down to her sass fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entrance and pushed, causing Misty to confess 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 necessitate you to go slowly. It's bigger… bountiful than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the tiny needles of pain and clenched her teeth."Keep… keep going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. stew beaded up on her forehead. Her muscles tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure level. He wanted just to crowd it all inside of her, to finger it. He wanted to cum interior of her, to find her around him. Ash had never thought that a cleaning lady could be so tight. He pushed a picayune farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to still her of this annoyance. He knew once she was clear the painful sensation would be gone, after a while, and they could just enjoy it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... wait !"Misty felt him kiss her, plant his back talk firmly on hers and push his tongue in her mouthpiece. She started to buss him back, until she felt him pull back and surge forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to spite him back for the intense agony in her loins. Ash kept his lip planted on hers and didn't move inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in hurting as her genital organ throbbed. Ash tried toilsome 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 backtalk away from hers for a second 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 rim. Ash pushed profoundly 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 rima oris 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 ! fucking 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 earn her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't last tenacious inside of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh FUCK !"Misty's spokesperson gave out as she came and tried to holler. Ash felt her commencement 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 coming. She grunted and came a second metre 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 vivid sexual climax 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 finger around her belly button before dipping his finger to her inner thigh. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to decompress and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as much love as he could. They rolled onto their sides and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly filter out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her oral sex into Ash's chest as he wrapped her in a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Misty. I didn't want to pain 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 chest once more."I know. And I probably deserved it… I haven't been very dainty 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 declension on the tent and go away them to themselves .