“ Charmander, we need you !"The blank light flashed from the pokéball in Ash's handwriting and the flaming 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 intellect 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 storm swarm get here ! Charmander, don't let your flame start any forest flaming, O.K. ? Be measured !"Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling capsicum and stew drew Ash back to the flak and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair direction from the Pokémon nub over the course of the morn, and the road led through a forest. They wouldn't see anyone else, probably, for days. Misty had pretended as though naught had happened. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. But Ash felt her swelling 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 bewitch her, grabbing her arm and placing a hand directly on her chest. He had felt her nipple poking through her shirt at him. That wasn't just coincidence. 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 take us to get through the forest ?"He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.

"Probably a few twenty-four hours. 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 return you and I prison term to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.

"You won't young woman quiescency in a warm bed ? I know how often you love the Pokémon centers."

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

Brock had seen Misty ‘ trip'and Fall. He had even seen the awkward 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 be intimate anything of human being soma. HE cooked lunch, chased hot little girl and learned how to breed Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his friends, not his electric charge. If they wanted to try something, that was ok with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too slow ; pit, he needed everything explained to him in full term 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 storm with gloating. It was perfect, a chance to be alone in Ash's tent all eventide. 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 illustration sometimes, But Misty already had an idea of how it would all pan out. And the clouds grew closer and closer…


When the tempest hit, the seven Pokémon were safe in their pokéballs and in Ash's bag. Even Pikachu had gone inside willingly. The three fellow traveler rushed under a small rock rock outcrop and began to set up collapsible shelter. Three of them were set up, all so diminished that they could barely fit two the great unwashed. One was the commend size of course, but Ash had a feel, 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, denim and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp disk overhead would volunteer some protective covering but not much. Ash had set his collapsible shelter up closer to the storm on purpose ; Brock didn't like the pelting and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her plots and plans. He didn't mind, and the tent would outride mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. It felt like a second, 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 tents. After a few second Misty opened the flaps 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 room for anything else but clothing and stray point. 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 barren, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet wearing apparel and looked miserable, tired too. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his chest. Misty heard him gulp before answering.

"Yeah sure. There isn't lots elbow room though, and you'll have to get out of those clothes… mine were pretty wet too."Misty crawled inside and undid the gallus on her dungaree shorts.

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

"Yeah indisputable. We've got to stick around dry and warm."Ash watched her pull her yellowness shirt over her head and gazed at her light-colored drab bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a voluptuous lady, but she had decent breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her short circuit before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the curtain raising to the sleeping bag. The remembering of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash's retentiveness forever. Misty slid into the bag following 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 construct it seem somewhat real.

"It's a lot heater with someone else in here… thanks Ash."Misty looked up at him with those big fleeceable oculus 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 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 deal in his shameful hairsbreadth. Ash wrapped his hands around Misty's waist, feeling the bare skin and luminance fabric under his jot. 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 relate you and so much more, but I just have to let you roll in the hay : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in shock. Then in fear. Then in anger. Finally in unbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the rim once, the Lapp way she had the night before. But she couldn't puff back before Ash grabbed the back of her caput and pulled her brim to his again, kissing her tenderly. His work force stayed where they were, one in her hair and the former 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 heat was pushed into the one candy kiss. Ash felt her tongue advert his back talk and opened his mouth. The candy kiss became more and more passionate, more vehement and desperate. Finally Ash slid his mitt up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a unsubdivided pinch 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 pile of wet habiliment. He admired her small breasts and their pink nipples. He wanted to feel them, have a go at it them, savor them even. Then Misty kissed him again and Ash forgot about her boob for a moment. He slid the hand that had undone her bra down her backbone 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 manus on her lips. Ash could see the rumbling in her throat and palpate the vibration in his mouth, dancing on lip and making his tongue shiver. He was strong than he had ever been before and Misty could feel 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 scruff of her neck and suckled at the pale flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breasts. They were flyspeck, lilliputian mounds rising from the surface of her chest of drawers with burnished pick mammilla standing up in the middle. They were affectionate, cushy, and beautiful. Ash kissed around her pap and finally kissed the nipple itself. Misty pushed her breast further into his sassing 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 compressed inside, as she grew wetter and surface-active agent. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open, sliding back up to Misty and planting a osculation on her lip as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his forefront and pulled him down to her sassing fiercely, refusing to let him go. He found her entree and pushed, causing Misty to oink and finally let him up for air. She looked uncomfortable with his duration and girth.

"Misty are you ok ? Should I sto…"

"No ! please I just… I just want you to go slowly. It's bigger… great than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the midget acerate leaf of pain and clenched her tooth."Keep… keep going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. Sweat beaded up on her forehead. Her muscles tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected pressure. He wanted just to push it all inside of her, to finger it. He wanted to cum inside of her, to feel her around him. Ash had never thought that a womanhood could be so pixilated. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to let off her of this pain. 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 promote his tongue in her mouth. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him displume back and zoom forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to hurt him back for the vivid torment in her pubes. Ash kept his oral fissure 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 firmly 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 indorsement and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a chance to say anything else. Misty grabbed his foreland and yanked him roughly back down to her lip. Ash pushed deeper to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her moan and felt her puff her stage up into the air to make him Sir Thomas More way. Her clapper roughly shoved into his sassing 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 embroider 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 trivial cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. Ash loved that sound ; he wanted to work her fell even better, but he knew he wouldn't last foresightful interior of her.

"Shit… Misty, I'm going to cum !"

"Just… a little… longer… ungh ass !"Misty's part 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 come into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a second time as he kept pushing into her pussycat and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two most intense coming ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her pile, 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 fingers to her inner thigh. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breast, forcing her to relax and breath. Finally he kissed her backtalk with as much making love as he could. They rolled onto their position and Misty draped her leg over Ash's waistline, letting his cum slowly dribble out of her kitty onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her chief 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 sassing before settling her head against his thorax 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'weapon system, letting the rain fall on the tent and go forth them to themselves .