“ Charmander, we need you !"The whiteness Light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hand and the flak lizard Pokémon appeared in front line 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 creative thinker 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 cloud get here ! Charmander, don't let your flare start any forest fervency, approve ? Be thrifty !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling capsicum and swither 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 over the course of the morning, and the road led through a timberland. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for daylight. Misty had pretended as though zippo had happened. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her swelling into him from clip to prison term, 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 deal directly on her breast. He had felt her nipple poking through her shirt at him. That wasn't just concurrence. He knew she was doing something, maybe trying to get his aid or something. She looked up at him and smiled as he sat down, ignorant of his staring.

"Hey Ash, How long do you cerebrate 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 next gym is on the other side of meat, so we've got no option. I'm looking forward to it, honestly. We've been going through a lot of Ithiel Town lately."And it'll hold you and I fourth dimension 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 tiffin and they ate, all eyeing the storm on the skyline. It came closer and closer as they ate.

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and declension. He had even seen the ungainly way Ash had been forced to catch her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to screw anything of human anatomy. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girls and learned how to engender Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friend, not his commission. If they wanted to try something, that was hunky-dory with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too speechless ; hell, 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 least he hoped so. bicycle could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the storm with glee. It was pure, a chance to be alone in Ash's tent all eve. 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 swarm 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 companions rushed under a lowly rock music outcrop and began to pitch tents. Three of them were set up, all so diminished that they could barely fit two the great unwashed. One was the recommended sizing of course, 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, glove, denim and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp overhead would pop the question some protective cover but not lots. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on function ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could outride dry if she decided against her game and programme. He didn't mind, and the tent would stay mostly dry. He lied down and keep out his eyes. It felt like a arcminute, maybe two. Lightning broke and the smack rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the side of the collapsible shelter. Ash heard the auditory sensation of rustling in one of the other tent. After a few seconds Misty opened the flaps of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked unmindful on the control surface. The sleeping bag he was in could fit two people, if they were close ; there was no room for anything else but article of clothing and stray item. Misty was stuck with him.

"Ash ? This violent storm is kind of freaking me out… I don't know why, but I…"For a second Ash believed her. She looked so inexperienced person, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet clothes and looked paltry, tired too. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his thorax. Misty heard him quaff before answering.

"Yeah sure. There isn't much 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 denim shorts.

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

"Yeah sure. We've got to remain dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her head and gazed at her faint amobarbital sodium bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a well-endowed gentlewoman, but she had decent breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her short pants before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the opening to the sleeping bag. The computer memory of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash's retention 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 honey oil eyes sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No trouble Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the conviction. Looking into Misty's centre then, he couldn't aid himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the osculation eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one handwriting in his black hair. Ash wrapped his hired hand around Misty's waist, feeling the bare skin and loose 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 snog you and match you and so much more, but I just have to let you experience : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in seismic disturbance. Then in fright. Then in anger. Finally in disbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the brim once, the Saame way she had the dark before. But she couldn't twist back before Ash grabbed the back of her straits and pulled her lips to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her pilus and the other 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 love was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her tongue touch his rim and opened his mouth. The kiss became more and more passionate, more wild and desperate. Finally Ash slid his bridge player up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple grab mechanism. Misty yelped in surprisal when she felt he bra leave her back. She pulled back and gasped for air as Ash threw the bra onto the peck of wet clothing. He admired her small knocker and their pink mamilla. He wanted to feel them, recognise them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her breasts for a moment. He slid the mitt that had undone her bra down her rachis 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 bridge player on her sassing. Ash could find out the rumble in her throat and finger the vibration in his oral fissure, dancing on rim and making his tongue shiver. He was gruelling than he had ever been before and Misty could feel it pressing into her thighs as she writhed against him in the quiescence bag. Ash pulled away from her kiss and rolled her over so that he was on top of her. He kissed the scruff of her neck and suckled at the pale flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breasts. They were petite, piffling mounds rising from the open of her chest with burnished pick nipple standing up in the middle. They were warm, voiced, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her nipple and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her breast further into his sass 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 miserly insides, as she grew surface-active agent and wetting agent. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open, sliding back up to Misty and planting a candy kiss on her lips as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his read/write head and pulled him down to her sassing fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entrance and pushed, causing Misty to fink 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… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the bantam phonograph needle of pain sensation and clenched her teeth."Keep… keep going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. sudor beaded up on her forehead. Her muscle tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. 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 woman could be so nasty. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to salve her of this painful sensation. 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 ? ... time lag !"Misty felt him kiss her, plant his lips firmly on hers and push his tongue in her lip. She started to snog him back, until she felt him rend back and surge forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to hurt him back for the acute 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 crotch throbbed. Ash tried severely 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 s and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a luck 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 puff her ramification up into the air to give him more room. Her lingua 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 love. Finally she dropped her head down onto the padded pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… Fuck 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 sound ; he wanted to make 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 representative gave out as she came and tried to scream. Ash felt her start to cum and realized what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his source into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a second time as he kept pushing into her kitty and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to bide awake as her two most intense orgasms ever in her lifespan rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her pitcher's mound, just above her clitoris, then kissed her lower belly and continued kissing his way up, brushing a finger around her belly button before dipping his fingers to her inner second joint. 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 slope and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waist, letting his cum slowly dribble out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her promontory into Ash's chest as he wrapped her in a hug.

"I'm so no-good, Misty. I didn't want to injure you, I promise. I just wanted you to delight it…"

"Ash, it's alright…"Misty looked into Ash's middle and planted one soft kiss on his back talk before settling her heading against his thorax 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 restrain doing this ?"

"I hope so…"

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