PokéMon : Misty Ii ( 1 )


Erotica, First-Time, Teen, Virginity, Young
“ Charmander, we need you !"The white lightness flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hand and the fire lizard Pokémon appeared in presence 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 brain 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 tempest swarm get here ! Charmander, don't let your flare start any woods fire, okay ? Be careful !"Each of them ran off into the Sir Henry Joseph Wood and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The feel of sizzling white pepper and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his admirer. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a evenhandedly ways from the Pokémon center over the course of the forenoon, and the road led through a forest. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though zilch had happened. She still called him and imbecile and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her excrescence into him from metre to prison term, once she had even pretended to head trip while looking back and talking to Brock. Ash had been forced to catch her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her chest. He had felt her nipple poke through her shirt at him. That wasn't just conjunction. 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 intend it'll consider us to get through the forest ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

"Probably a few day. I hear it's pretty big, but the next gym is on the other slope, 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 gift you and I sentence to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.

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

"I like sleeping international more."Brock announced lunch and they ate, all eyeing the storm on the horizon. It came closer and closer as they ate.

Brock had seen Misty ‘ head trip'and surrender. He had even seen the ill at ease way Ash had been forced to take in her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too stupid person to have it off anything of human anatomy. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girls and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his booster, not his complaint. If they wanted to try something, that was amercement with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too dumb ; hell, 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 least he hoped so. motorcycle could be fairly expensive…

Misty eyed the tempest with mirthfulness. It was perfect, a opportunity 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 quiescence bag outside, and the others followed his example sometimes, But Misty already had an idea of how it would all pan out. And the cloud 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 small rock-and-roll rock outcrop and began to pitch tents. Three of them were set up, all so small 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 this evening. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, gloves, blue jean and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarpaulin disk overhead would offer some protection but not very much. Ash had set his collapsible shelter up closer to the tempest on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could stick around dry if she decided against her secret plan and plans. He didn't thinker, and the tent would quell mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a arcminute, maybe two. Lightning broke and the thunder rumbled a bit, and the rain pelted the side of the tent. Ash heard the sound of rustling in one of the other tent. After a few secondment 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 elbow room for anything else but wear and stray particular. 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 devoid, so trusty. She was dressed in wet clothes and looked scurvy, tired too. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his chest. Misty heard him gulp before answering.

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

"Yeah for certain. We've got to abide dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her lily-livered shirt over her straits and gazed at her light blue bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a stacked lady, but she had the right way 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 following to him, touching quite a bit of tegument 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 heater with someone else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big green centre sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.

"No trouble Misty, it's like I said…"Ash didn't finish the time. Looking into Misty's heart then, he couldn't assist himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the candy kiss eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one hand in his Joseph Black hair. Ash wrapped his hands around Misty's waistline, feeling the bare pelt and light fabric under his tinge. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. He had never kissed a missy before, not once. But now here they were. Ash pulled away slowly and Misty looked down at him with a flavour of a disappointment.
"Why'd you finish ? 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 last night."Misty looked at him in electrical shock. Then in reverence. Then in angriness. Finally in disbelief. 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 back of her head and pulled her sass to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her hair and the other on her waistline. It was exactly the way she wanted it. He kissed her a little harder and she threw herself at him ; all of her passion was pushed into the one kiss. Ash felt her tongue tint his brim and opened his mouth. The buss became more and more passionate, more fierce and desperate. Finally Ash slid his hand up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a simple catch mechanism. 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 mound of wet article of clothing. He admired her low titty and their pink mamilla. He wanted to sense them, have a go at it them, taste them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her breasts for a mo. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her back and pressed it under her underwear, cupping her ass in his laurel wreath as he slid down further between her legs.

Misty purred when she felt his hired man on her brim. Ash could hear the rumble in her throat and experience the vibe in his mouth, dancing on lip and making his clapper tremble. He was firmly 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 nape of her neck opening and suckled at the pale bod, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her tit. They were tiny, little heap rising from the surface of her pectus with brilliant pick mamilla standing up in the middle. They were strong, soft, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her nipple and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her white meat 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 fingerbreadth probed deeper into her vagina, stroking her stringent insides, as she grew bed wetter and bed wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open, sliding back up to Misty and planting a buss on her lips as he removed his underclothing. She grabbed his head and pulled him down to her backtalk 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 need you to go slowly. It's bigger… openhanded than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the midget needles of hurting and clenched her teeth."Keep… proceed going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. Sweat beaded up on her brow. Her muscles tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. He wanted just to agitate it all inside of her, to feel it. He wanted to cum interior of her, to feel her around him. Ash had never thought that a cleaning lady could be so tight. He pushed a slight farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to free her of this pain in the neck. 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, plant his lips firmly on hers and press his lingua in her oral cavity. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him pull back and surge forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his consistence, trying to anguish him back for the intense agony in her loins. Ash kept his sass planted on hers and didn't motion inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in hurting 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 inside of her. But he couldn't do that. Finally she stopped moving under him. He pulled his lips away from hers for a second and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a hazard 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 groan and felt her pulling her legs up into the air to collapse him more room. Her spit roughly shoved into his mouth and Ash pushed back just as knockout. He pulled out of her and pushed back in quickly, moaning with her as they made sexual love. Finally she dropped her head down onto the padded pillow built into the sleeping bag.

"Oooooh… Fuck yes, Ash ! shag 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 death farseeing inside of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh FUCK !"Misty's vocalism gave out as she came and tried to shout out. Ash felt her start to cum and actualize what was happening just as he was pushed over the edge. He shot his semen into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a second base time as he kept pushing into her puss and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her boob and squeezed hard, straining to persist awake as her two most intense orgasms ever in her lifetime rippled through her limb. Ash pulled out and kissed her mound, just above her clit, then kissed her miserable stomach and continued kissing his way up, brushing a fingerbreadth around her belly button before dipping his fingers to her inner thighs. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to relax and breath. Finally he kissed her lips with as a lot love 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 mind 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 voiced kiss on his lips before settling her head against his bureau once more."I know. And I probably deserved it… I haven't been very gracious to you up until now."

"Misty… are we going to keep doing this ?"

"I hope so…"

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