“ Charmander, we need you !"The White light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's script and the fire lizard Pokémon appeared in straw man of him. Ash didn't like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of lucifer. The Pokémon didn't creative thinker at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so lots that Ash let out the others as well. The six Pokémon were thrilled.

"Alright, don't go too far, and be back before those violent storm clouds get here ! Charmander, don't let your fire start any timberland ardor, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good squad. The look of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his ally. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon center field over the course of instruction of the morning, and the road led through a timber. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though nil had happened. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her bump into him from time to clip, once she had even pretended to trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to trance her, grabbing her arm and placing a script directly on her chest. He had felt her pap poking through her shirt at him. That wasn't just co-occurrence. 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 remember it'll necessitate us to get through the timber ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

"Probably a few 24-hour interval. 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 Ithiel Town lately."And it'll give you and I prison term to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.

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

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

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip-up'and fall. He had even seen the ungainly way Ash had been forced to take in her. He had been wondering when the two would image it out, but then he thought them both too dolt to get laid anything of human anatomy. HE cooked tiffin, 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 fine with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too dim ; Inferno, he needed everything explained to him in terms Pikachu understood. And Misty seemed like she hated him. She still nagged him about the bicycle every once in a while, but Brock knew that Ash had already paid it off. At to the lowest degree he hoped so. bike could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the violent storm with glee. It was perfective, a fortune to be alone in Ash's bivouac 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 example sometimes, But Misty already had an idea of how it would all pan out. And the clouds grew nigher 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 small rock 'n' roll outcrop and began to vend tents. Three of them were set up, all so small that they could barely fit two the great unwashed. One was the recommended size of row, but Ash had a touch sensation, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, baseball mitt, jeans and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his collapsible shelter. The tarp operating expense would offer some protective cover but not much. Ash had set his collapsible shelter up closer to the tempest on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could rest dry if she decided against her secret plan and plans. He didn't mind, and the collapsible shelter would stay mostly dry. He lied down and shut his centre. It felt like a minute, maybe two. Lightning broke and the roar rumbled a bit, and the rainfall pelted the slope of the tent. Ash heard the audio of rustling in one of the early collapsible shelter. After a few sec Misty opened the tizzy of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked oblivious on the airfoil. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two mass, if they were close ; there was no elbow room for anything else but wear and digress item. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This storm is kind of freaking me out… I don't know why, but I…"For a sec Ash believed her. She looked so ingenuous, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet dress and looked miserable, tired too. Then Ash remembered the nighttime before and laughed in his bureau. Misty heard him swig before answering.

"Yeah sure. There isn't a great deal 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 crawl into your sleeping bag ? There should be plenty room…"

"Yeah sure. We've got to ride out dry and warm."Ash watched her drag her yellowish shirt over her brain and gazed at her light gamey bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a bosomy gentlewoman, but she had in good order breast. 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 memory forever. Misty slid into the bag future 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 nominate it seem somewhat real.

"It's a lot warmer with someone else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big unripened eyes sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No problem Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the condemnation. 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 bridge player in his black hairsbreadth. Ash wrapped his hands around Misty's shank, feeling the bare skin and light fabric under his mite. 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 turn back ? It was so…"

"Misty, I think you're beautiful and I want to kiss you and bear upon you and so much more, but I just have to let you love : I was awake death night."Misty looked at him in shock. Then in care. Then in ire. Finally in skepticism. She leaned down and pecked him on the lips once, the same way she had the night before. But she couldn't pull back before Ash grabbed the spinal column of her headspring 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 shank. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a petty harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her passion was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her tongue touch his lip and opened his mouth. The candy kiss became more and more passionate, more violent and despairing. Finally Ash slid his handwriting up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple apprehension mechanism. Misty yelped in surprise when she felt he bra leave her vertebral column. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the pile of wet wearable. He admired her small breasts and their pink tit. He wanted to feel them, screw them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her breasts for a moment. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her back 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 hand on her lips. Ash could get word the rumble in her throat and feel the vibration in his mouth, dancing on lips and making his natural language frisson. He was severe than he had ever been before and Misty could experience it pressing into her thigh 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 opening and suckled at the picket human body, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breast. They were lilliputian, little hummock rising from the surface of her chest with bright woof nipples standing up in the middle. They were warm, sonant, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her nipple and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her breast further into his oral cavity 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 cryptical into her vagina, stroking her fuddled inside, as she grew wetter and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it undefendable, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her lips as he removed his underclothing. She grabbed his head and pulled him down to her rim fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entranceway and pushed, causing Misty to squeal and finally let him up for air. She looked uncomfortable with his duration and girth.

"Misty are you ok ? Should I sto…"

"No ! delight I just… I just need you to go slowly. It's bigger… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the diminutive needles of pain and clenched her teeth."Keep… hold going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. Sweat beaded up on her os frontale. Her musculus tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. He wanted just to push it all inside of her, to find it. He wanted to cum inside of her, to experience her around him. Ash had never thought that a woman could be so mingy. He pushed a trivial farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was undecided the pain in the ass would be gone, after a while, and they could just enjoy it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... wait !"Misty felt him snog her, plant his lips firmly on hers and push his tongue 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 organic structure, trying to hurt 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 as her private parts 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 inside of her. But he couldn't do that. Finally she stopped moving under him. He pulled his lip away from hers for a second and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a chance to say anything else. Misty grabbed his nous and yanked him roughly back down to her rim. Ash pushed deeper to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her moan and felt her clout her legs up into the air to give him more elbow room. Her knife roughly shoved into his back talk and Ash pushed back just as hard. He pulled out of her and pushed back in quickly, moaning with her as they made erotic 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 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 audio ; he wanted to make up 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 screw !"Misty's vocalism gave out as she came and tried to scream. Ash felt her showtime to cum and realized 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 gear sentence as he kept pushing into her cunt and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two most acute orgasms ever in her life rippled through her arm. Ash pulled out and kissed her pitcher, just above her clit, then kissed her lower tummy and continued kissing his way up, brushing a finger around her belly button before dipping his fingers to her inner thighs. He carefully avoided her twat as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to unlax and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as a great deal passion as he could. They rolled onto their English and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly slobber out of her pussy 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 savour it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's eyes and planted one diffuse candy kiss on his brim before settling her top dog against his chest of drawers 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 go on doing this ?"

"I hope so…"

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