“ Charmander, we need you !"The whiten twinkle flashed from the pokéball in Ash's hand and the fire 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 matches. The Pokémon didn't creative thinker at all. He enjoyed being out of his Pokéball. He enjoyed it so practically 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 flame start any wood flak, O.K. ? Be thrifty !"Each of them ran off into the wood and Ash smiled. They were a soundly team. The smelling of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his Quaker. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a clean direction from the Pokémon center over the course of the morning, 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 extrusion into him from sentence to time, 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 manus 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 aid or something. She looked up at him and smiled as he sat down, ignorant of his staring.

"Hey Ash, How long do you think 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 early incline, so we've got no option. I'm looking forward to it, honestly. We've been going through a lot of towns lately."And it'll give you and I time to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.

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

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

Brock had seen Misty ‘ head trip'and fall. He had even seen the sticky way Ash had been forced to take hold of her. He had been wondering when the two would figure it out, but then he thought them both too stupid to do it anything of human anatomy. HE cooked tiffin, chased hot girls and learned how to cover Pokémon. That was his job. These two were his Friend, not his flush. If they wanted to try something, that was exquisitely with him. But Brock knew they wouldn't. Ash was too slow ; hell on earth, he needed everything explained to him in damage Pikachu understood. And Misty seemed like she hated him. She still nagged him about the bike every once in a while, 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 storm with glee. It was perfect, 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 quiescency 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 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 diminished sway outcrop and began to sky collapsible shelter. Three of them were set up, all so little that they could barely fit two citizenry. One was the commend size of it of course of action, but Ash had a impression, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldn't be alone tonight. Finally they were all inside safely. Ash took off his vest, gloves, jeans and shirt ; they had all been soaked setting up his tent. The tarp disk overhead would put up some protection but not practically. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on purpose ; Brock didn't like the rain and Misty could stick around dry if she decided against her plot and plans. He didn't head, and the tent would stick around mostly dry. He lied down and exclude his centre. It felt like a minute, 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 base Misty opened the flap of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked forgetful on the airfoil. 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 items. Misty was stuck with him.

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

"Yeah sure. There isn't a lot 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 blue jean shorts.

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

"Yeah certain. We've got to stay dry and warm."Ash watched her puff her yellow shirt over her head and gazed at her visible light blue bra. It wasn't hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn't exactly a busty lady, but she had right breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her shorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the curtain raising to the sleeping bag. The memory of Misty crawling toward him in her underclothing was seared into Ash's memory 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 puddle it seem somewhat real.

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

"No trouble 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 snog eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one hand in his disastrous hairsbreadth. Ash wrapped his manus around Misty's waist, feeling the bare skin and unaccented fabric under his contact. 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 stir you and so much more, but I just have to let you acknowledge : I was awake last night."Misty looked at him in shock. Then in concern. Then in anger. 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 pull back before Ash grabbed the back of her head and pulled her brim to his again, kissing her tenderly. His hands stayed where they were, one in her hair 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 heat was pushed into the one osculation. Ash felt her tongue contact his lips and opened his oral fissure. The osculate became more and more passionate, more red and do-or-die. Finally Ash slid his hand up and gripped at the hasp of her bra. It was a uncomplicated haul 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 plenty of wet habiliment. He admired her small breasts and their garden pink tit. He wanted to feel them, know them, try 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 rear and pressed it under her underclothing, 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 listen the rumbling in her throat and palpate the vibration in his mouth, dancing on lip and making his lingua shiver. He was severe than he had ever been before and Misty could feel it pressing into her thigh as she writhed against him in the sleeping bag. Ash pulled away from her osculation and rolled her over so that he was on top of her. He kissed the scruff of her neck and suckled at the picket human body, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her knocker. They were flyspeck, fiddling pile rising from the surface of her chest with bright cream nipples standing up in the middle. They were warm, soft, 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 delight her. She had never let anyone else touch her before, and Ash was so gentle…

"Ooooh ! Ash, yes !"His digit probed deeply into her vagina, stroking her tight insides, as she grew wetting agent and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it subject, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her lips as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his head teacher and pulled him down to her lips 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 demand you to go slowly. It's bigger… bigger than I thought…"Misty grimaced at the tiny needles of annoyance and clenched her tooth."Keep… stay fresh going !"Ash pushed again, slowly, and Misty groaned. travail beaded up on her frontal bone. Her muscles tightened around him and Ash grunted himself at the unexpected atmospheric 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 soaked. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldn't take it ; he had to relieve her of this pain. He knew once she was undetermined the painfulness would be gone, after a while, and they could just revel it.

"Misty, I'm sorry !"

"Wha… ? Ash ? ... waiting !"Misty felt him kiss her, flora his sassing firmly on hers and push his glossa in her backtalk. She started to kiss him back, until she felt him displume back and surge forward. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to injure him back for the intense torture in her pubic region. Ash kept his sass planted on hers and didn't move inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in nuisance as her crotch 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 sassing away from hers for a indorsement and was rewarded with a slap across the face.

"Hey !"He didn't get a opportunity to say anything else. Misty grabbed his head and yanked him roughly back down to her lips. Ash pushed deep to see if it hurt her, nearly jumping for joy when he heard her moan and felt her wrench her legs up into the air to give him to a greater extent room. Her tongue roughly shoved into his mouthpiece 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… screw yes, Ash ! shtup me !"Ash kneeled and pulled out again, ramming back into her heavy and pressing against her clitoris. She cried out, a high-pitched slight 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 phonation 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 border. He shot his seed into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a bit clock time as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her bosom and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two about intense orgasms ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her 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 boob, forcing her to relax 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 waistline, letting his cum slowly drip out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her head 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 oculus and planted one soft candy kiss on his sass before settling her head against his chest once more."I know. And I probably deserved it… I haven't been very prissy to you up until now."

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

"I hope so…"

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