138 A favour for Misty
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Introduction: sorry, im trying to figure out the grammar and reading issues. Charmander, we need you! The white light flashed from the poké,ball in Ashs hand and the fire lizard Poké,mon appeared in front of him. Ash didnt like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of matches. The Poké,mon didnt mind at all. He enjoyed being out of his Poké,ball. He enjoyed it so much that Ash let out the others as well. The six Poké,mon were thrilled.
Alright, dont go too far, and be back before those storm clouds get here! Charmander, dont let your flame start any forest fires, okay? Be careful! Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Poké,mon center over the course of the morning, and the road led through a forest. They wouldnt 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 bump into him from time to time, once she had even pretended to 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 poking through her shirt at him. That wasnt just coincidence. He knew she was doing something, maybe trying to get his attention or something. She looked up at him and smiled as he sat down, ignorant of his staring.
Hey Ash, How long do you think itll take us to get through the forest? He eyed her suspiciously. Misty never asked him that question.
Probably a few days. I hear its pretty big, but the next gym is on the other side, so weve got no choice. Im looking forward to it, honestly. Weve been going through a lot of towns lately. And itll give you and I time to figure this out. Misty smiled at him.
You wont miss sleeping in a warm bed? I know how much you love the Poké,mon centers.
I like sleeping outside 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 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 know anything of human anatomy. HE cooked lunch, chased hot girls and learned how to breed Poké,mon. 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 wouldnt. 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 bike every once in a while, but Brock knew that Ash had already paid it off. At least he hoped so. Bikes could be fairly expensive&hellip,
Misty eyed the storm with glee. It was perfect, a chance to be alone in Ashs tent all evening. Brock never shared a tent with them if he didnt 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 closer and closer&hellip,
When the storm hit, the seven Poké,mon were safe in their poké,balls and in Ashs bag. Even Pikachu had gone inside willingly. The three companions rushed under a small 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 recommended size of course, but Ash had a feeling, from the way Misty bounced around, that he wouldnt 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 overhead would offer some protection but not much. Ash had set his tent up closer to the storm on purpose, Brock didnt like the rain and Misty could stay dry if she decided against her plots and plans. He didnt mind, and the tent would stay mostly dry. He lied down and shut his eyes. 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 seconds Misty opened the flap of his tent. Ash smiled inside and looked oblivious 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 items. Misty was stuck with him.
Ash? This storm is kind of freaking me out&hellip, I dont know why, but I&hellip, For a second Ash believed her. She looked so innocent, so trustworthy. She was dressed in wet clothes 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 isnt much room though, and youll have to get out of those clothes&hellip, 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 enough room&hellip,
Yeah sure. Weve got to stay dry and warm. Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her head and gazed at her light blue bra. It wasnt hiding much, seeing as Misty wasnt exactly a busty lady, but she had decent breasts. 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 Ashs 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 make it seem somewhat real.
Its a lot warmer with someone else in here&hellip, thanks Ash. Misty looked up at him with those big green eyes sparkle up at him. Ash was mesmerized by them.
No problem Misty, its like I said&hellip, Ash didnt finish the sentence. Looking into Mistys eyes then, he couldnt help himself. He leaned in and kissed her. She returned the kiss eagerly. She even rolled on top of him and put one hand in his black hair. Ash wrapped his hands around Mistys waist, feeling the bare skin and light 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.
Whyd you stop? It was so&hellip,
Misty, I think youre 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 shock. Then in fear. Then in anger. Finally in disbelief. She leaned down and pecked him on the lips once, the same way she had the night before. But she couldnt pull back before Ash grabbed the back of her head 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 waist. 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 touch his lips and opened his mouth. The kiss became more and more passionate, more violent 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 pile of wet clothing. He admired her small breasts and their pink nipples. He wanted to feel them, know 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 hear the rumble in her throat and feel the vibration in his mouth, dancing on lips and making his tongue shiver. He was harder 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 nape of her neck and suckled at the pale flesh, enjoying the way Misty moaned. The he slid down to her breasts. They were petite, little mounds rising from the surface of her chest with bright pick 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 mouth as she felt him please her. She had never let anyone else touch her before, and Ash was so gentle&hellip,
Ooooh! Ash, yes! His finger probed deeper into her vagina, stroking her tight insides, as she grew wetter and wetter. Finally Ash unzipped the bag and threw it open, sliding back up to Misty and planting a kiss on her lips as he removed his underwear. She grabbed his head 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&hellip,
No! Please I just&hellip, I just need you to go slowly. Its bigger&hellip, bigger than I thought&hellip, Misty grimaced at the tiny needles of pain and clenched her teeth. Keep&hellip, 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 feel it. He wanted to cum inside of her, to feel her around him. Ash had never thought that a woman could be so tight. He pushed a little farther and Misty squeaked. Finally Ash couldnt take it, he had to relieve 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, Im sorry!
Wha&hellip,? Ash?… wait! Misty felt him kiss 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 body, trying to hurt him back for the intense agony in her loins. Ash kept his mouth planted on hers and didnt move inside of her, just stayed still. She wriggled underneath him and moaned in pain as her crotch throbbed. Ash tried hard not to cum and spray inside of her. She was so hot, wet, tight&hellip, Ash wanted so badly just to cum inside of her. But he couldnt 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 didnt get a chance 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 pull her legs up into the air to give him more room. Her tongue roughly shoved into his mouth 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&hellip, 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 Poké,mon. Ash loved that sound, he wanted to make her fell even better, but he knew he wouldnt last long inside of her.
Shit&hellip, Misty, Im going to cum!
Just&hellip, a little&hellip, longer&hellip, ungh FUCK! Mistys voice 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 seed into her belly just as she recovered from her orgasm. She grunted and came a second time as he kept pushing into her pussy and filling it with his cum. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, straining to stay awake as her two most intense orgasms ever in her life rippled through her limbs. Ash pulled out and kissed her mound, 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 thighs. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, 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 Ashs waist, letting his cum slowly dribble out of her pussy onto her leg. They stopped kissing and Misty nuzzled her head into Ashs chest as he wrapped her in a hug.
Im so sorry, Misty. I didnt want to hurt you, I promise. I just wanted you to enjoy it&hellip,
Ash, its alright&hellip, Misty looked into Ashs eyes and planted one soft kiss on his lips before settling her head against his chest once more. I know. And I probably deserved it&hellip, I havent been very nice to you up until now.
Misty&hellip, are we going to keep doing this?
I hope so&hellip,
They fell asleep in each others arms, letting the rain fall on the tent and leave them to themselves.
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Sunday, April 10, 2005 (Continued) Everything was good with the world, until Carol suddenly sat up with an anguished cry of, "Oh, NO!" She burst into tears, sobbing repeated, "Oh nos." I'd only ever seen one other girl orgasm before, but I was pretty sure this wasn't normal. Fortunately I was currently soft, so I was able to twist around. The leg she had pinned was well lubricated, so easily rotated. I sat up and put my arms around her, and wished my underwear had a pocket with a...
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The night of the party we made soft though passionate love. Ann said it was as if we'd never been apart, I took her word for it since I couldn't remember. I just knew it was perfect: we fitted completely. If it was just as before I must have had some real fun before our unwanted parting. It was after all a Thursday, and there was a school and work day tomorrow. Geoff had told me I must not be seen at work until Monday, and Ann was not to be back at work till Monday either, but Greta was on...
Part SevenDex looked at me lustfully, all decked out in my hooker outfit. He handed me a black see through robe and indicated I put it on."Come on down stairs and we'll have a smoke." Dex chuckled as I slid my arms into the robe, covering my exposed tits and shaved pussy. It seemed futile to tie the robe as Dex had seen every inch of my body, and secretively I enjoyed parading in front of my black guys, knowing I'm arousing those huge black cocks."A good smoke will help you relax!" He said...
I was in the cage as the customer handed me a bag. I counted the contents of the bag- it was the amount I was expecting- three million bucks. I thanked him, handed him the receipt, and watched him go and sit down to watch the race. The room only had about 10 other people in it besides myself. His horse lost, of course. As he ran towards the cage, men crashed through the doors, and fired a few shots in the air. He stopped running, and looked at the gunmen. A large man in a comically double...
Relations with my mother were at their worst as I neared my sixteenth birthday. We argued about everything. Mostly, she bitched about my choice of clothing. Earning my own money afforded me the opportunity to buy my own clothes. I like sexy, revealing clothes; Mom thinks a nun's habit is too revealing--at least for me. My folks are big on maintaining an image. We entertain a great deal. My two younger brothers and I are perfect children--seen and not heard. We live a strict and structured...
Also note everyone is of age in this story but because certain words kept flagging the story, I have replaced them with tiny human. Context should be enough to figure out what word should have been used even if it does not flow exactly the same. Lidia rubbed the last bit of lotion onto her cleanly shaven pussy and shivered with delight. She wanted to continue and so did her dripping wet pussy but she had plans. Reluctantly she patted herself dry, it would not stay dry she knew, and started to...
I woke up feeling very refreshed, in spite of the fact that I had slept on my camp bed in my tent, near the battle scene. I felt 'ready to take on the world'. It's amazing what a good nights sleep will do for you. I definitely had to get back to the hospital, though, and make sure I was there for Mirwanna. I ate a camp breakfast, and decided to dress in some appropriate Earth clothing. I teleported my old clothes from the palace, and put them on. They were clean, but a little wrinkled....
Author's Note: The Sex Rehab Diaries is an ongoing series, featuring the intimate confessions of the patients of Dr Clark's group therapy class for sexual addictions at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health "I'm Stacey, and I'm a sex addict." I knew I wasn't the only person in the room that was in denial over that statement even as it left my mouth. ‘Admit that you need help and recovery will come quicker and last longer'. I had to hold back my initial laughter as I'd read the...
Get dressed I want to fuck you.you fucked me earlieryes and now I want to fuck you again. Sheena went to the bedroom to get dressed, in the clothes I had left out for her. 5 inch heeled red shoes, a black PVC basque stockings and suspenders belt. I went into the kitchen and checked the items I wanted to fuck her with, and made sure the ankle straps on the door open and close properly, and her neck brace too. I returned to the front room, and a few minutes later Sheena returned dressed as told,...
The door to the apartment doesn't even get a chance to click shut behind us before my hands seek out the curves of your body, desperate to feel you...but you easily overpower me and before I can even think to move I am pressed firmly against the door with your body against mine. I can instantly feel my wetness already, and I know that you are wet for me as well.Just when I think how I can possibly get you more aroused, your hand makes its' way in between my legs. You slide your fingers back and...
When I was just 18 and finally had my drivers license, my mom told me that her friend Monika had great used car she wanted to sell. Young and eager to drive as soon as possible I took the chance and told my mother to contact her friend and make up and appointment. I knew Monika for a few years, she was a frequent visitor at our place, and each and every time she visited, she told my mom that she had found the perfect guy, and that the last one was just not right for her. She always had these...
“Head Nursing Sister Jenkins,” said the voice on the phone. “How can I help?” “Nurse Jenkins, this is David, Abbie’s husband.” “I recognize the voice.” “How is my child?” There was an immediate silence on the other end of the line. “Sir ... how were you informed that you have a child?” “That is not the issue here ... the issue is my issue ... so to speak. My daughter survived the death of her mother. How is her health?” “Sir, pursuant to New South Wales Statues, Abby’s offspring has...
Hey lovely readers, we are here on the journey of the longest and the kinkiest night in the life of Ishaan. Here, his horny mami will fuck him. Please read Part 9 before reading this part. Let’s not waste the time and see what happened that night after the sexually dominating mami took Ishaan inside her bedroom. Once I was in the sitting position, she started to kiss me wildly. She started to poke her tongue inside my mouth and start the battle with my tongue. I was also enjoying her horniness...
IncestWhile growing up the only one of my three stepc***dren that wanted to go fishing was my youngest stepdaughter. The oldest daughter had no use for it as well as my stepson. Tammy, the feisty redhead would beg to have me take her fishing, and that we did. She finally grew up, got married and found a husband that loves to fish, but only with his brother.One day, the family was all together and we got to talking old times. Tammy brought up how we used to go fishing together and what fun she had....
Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance. My name is John Turrell. I am thirty nine years old, married, and have sixteen-year-old twin sons. I have been a heavy equipment operator for the past twenty years, and enjoy my work while making good money. My marriage sucks. It is Friday, and it is raining buckets, so that means no work today. I am standing just outside one of the entrance doors to the Green Dragon Farmers Market watching my wife, Marsha, and her boyfriend digging...
As she had been away from home for several days, once back in her house in Pacific Grove, Jane took a long hot, luxurious bath. But the package on her table seemed to call to her. She ignored it as being a figment of her imagination. She went to bed. She awoke in the morning feeling very odd. Something was inside her. In her vagina! It hurt like hell! What the fuck? She managed to get hold of the jagged edge with her fingers and remove the object. It was the rod from the cavity. As she...
Wanting to win the argument and still insisting she was right... I could see her trying to find the words to throw in my face to display her frustration... She is standing in front of me... Aggressively leaning towards me so close I can feel her hot breath as her anger is steaming now... Knowing how stubborn I am and finally admitting to her self that she cannot win this argument she suddenly starts laughing.I feel relieved that this is finally over. I hate arguing, and I hate arguing with...
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