Pokemon: The trilogy, Book 1. First time

The sun's final lights had just begun to wink out as Ash walked up the steps to the emergency cabin, his breath heavy from the work he'd put his body through. But it had been wroth it still unconscious he could feel Misty's breath stronger than it had been.

Once in the building though his heart drooped again. The lodging was mostly bear, and going by the broken hinges n the cabinets he would say raided. The only good he could see was that the fire place still had an abundance of wood at his disposal which with the aid of Cyndaquil was soon crackling with a warm fire.

Still even with the warm fire Ash had little time with pleasantries with Misty's life still teetering on the abyss of death.

Laying her as close to the fire as he would dare he began sitting to the task of hopefully saving her life. The first problem he saw was that her cloths were still wet with the poison from Weedler's attack, and so without hesitation he began to remove the garments. It took no time for him to through to the side her shirt and pants, but the her bra and panties join soon after when he'd realized the venom had had time to soak that far.

So in short order Ash had Misty laid there before the fire , her small firm breast rising and falling with every shallow breath she took. Her nipples hardening in response to the cool night air despite the warmth of the glow from the hearth. Goose bumps slowly beading her skin, but the effect was completely lost on Ash as he set out to try and find a blanket for his friend.

With the help of Pikachu Ash soon found what he was looking for, sadly though the blanket was a lot thinner than he would of liked. More of a sheet really, but that disappointment was offset with a discovery he made that he was certain was no longer in the raided cabin. Antidote. Knocked down and stuffer in a corner deep in the cabinet, who ever the thief's where they must of over looked it.

But now with the Antidote Ash faced another problem and a realization.

The problem was he had no ideal how to apply the damn thing. Only once had he ever used an Antidote, back when he'd still had a Squirtle and it'd had the misfortune of taking a direct hit from the team rocket Duo's Koffing's sludge attack. Shortly after the attack he had used Charizard to blow away the Duo and it was than he had realized Squirtle's condition. Fortunately the ever resourceful Brock had had an Antidote on him at the time and explained to Ash

"It seems only a little bit of the poison sunk in Ash so you just need to squirt him with the medicine and enough will sink in to take effect no problem" Ash recalled Brock saying "but remember if your Pokemon ever get hit hard you need to work the medicine ind manually."
"Manually?" Ash had asked.
"In other words you need to massage it in that way the medicine can get to work faster before any real damage can be caused" the response was where Misty herself had chimed in jumping into the conversation after making sure all her pokemon where fine after the little bout.

This of course brings Ash back to his second issue... the realization. Earlier he had still been preoccupied with all the events up tell now, but that was no longer the case.

Before him laid the nude form of the admiration of his heart and groin. He couldn't stop his eye's from tracing every curvature of Misty's toned body. Her face now with a much more serene and restful look than before, though she still seemed haggard.

His eye's followed the outline of her cheek bone as they glided to her graceful neck and than her supple shoulders. His eye's stayed transfix on her chest for what seem like ages. They where better than he'd ever imagine her nipple stood stiff and had him transfixed. Her shallow but steady breathing like clockwork Ash soon found himself bobbing in tune to the sight before him. Of course though they weren't to hold him forever as his eye's shifted to gaze upon the plains of smooth taught stomach and to finally come to rest on the sight that had so preoccupied so many of his nights.

Though Ash had no ideal where she had found the time, nor cared, Misty had maintained her 'garden' in a perfect triangle like an arrow to lead Ash's eyes. The shade was the same as her hair.

Ash had no ideal how long he could of sat there gazing, but for Misty's sake thankfully someone in the group still had their wits about them. Pikachu's Thunder Shock again ripped through Ash's body snapping him back to the present moment and task at hand. Pikachu having miss-guessed the situation had feared his master was again under the influence of the Poison Sting.

"Pikachu isn't once enough for one day?" Ash asked from his new place on the floor. "But your right we need to get back to work and start applying this medicine" He declared removing his gloves and grabbing the bottle, sounding much more confident then he felt.

Luckily there was plenty of Antidote and Ash was able to cover Misty's entire form with it. Again Ash was transfixed by Misty covered by the spray as she was in the light of the fire her skin seemed to have a soft glow. All the sights from his first look seem to double in potency, but he refused to let his mind wander that far off tract a third time. More of fear from Pikachu's 'wake' up policy than anything.

So with renewed focus he reached out with shaky hands and begin to massage every inch of Misty's body. At first his hands went where he wanted them, but slowly by slowly they began to 'prioritize' which area they thought needed the most attention. After only a couple of minutes he found his hands seemingly glued to his Best Friends chest.

The small orbs he held in each hand were warm and soft to his touch as he massage them, when he worked up the courage to pinch the harden nipple in his right hand the act was enough to cause Misty's body to very lightly gasp in response. Ash was unsure which motivated his next move more, His lust for the girl before him, or that the gasp was the first real sign in the last hour that his friend was really okay and that she was getting better. Regardless of which it was in the next moment he found himself sucking on the tit in his right hand with more vigor and lust than he's ever felt before. In his mouth his tongue danced and flicked all over the little pink nipple. Switching in between the right and left breast trying for all appearances to consume Misty's small breasts his hand busily working whichever one his hand wasn't occupying all the while he heard more and more gasp escape from Misty's lips growing stronger the longer he worked. His right hand than began to slither farther south resting a moment on her warm mound before his finger felt the slightly damp folds of his desire.

In all his life Ash had never felt an exhilaration like this. In all his battle and all his close calls never had his heart drummed this hard. Raising to look in her face as his right hand to continue to work with all the dexterity it could muster Ash gazed at his friend's response to his 'treatment' sweat had begun to coat her skin casting much the same glow as the medicine had earlier, her breath coming much stronger, though still a little weak, seemed to catch every time he'd let one of his fingers slip a little deeper into her wet, warm opening, the scent of her desire feeling his nose and ramping up his own. Her body had even begun to respond as he felt her thighs tighten on his hand. It was at this moment he lost control of himself.

Standing he quickly tossed aside his jacket and shirt to the same pile he had thrown Misty's earlier which soon grew with the addition of his pants and shoes. On his knees now Ash positioned himself between Misty's legs his raging desire evident in the cotton boxers he still wore, and for the third time that day he was forcibly brought back down to earth. This time however was not due to Pikachu's Thunder attacks, whom at this time had desire now was a good time to retire elsewhere with Togepi in toe, but no this time he was struck by his own conscious. Here before him laid the most beautiful woman he had ever meet one of whom he'd give up anything to lay with, give up anything but one thing. Their friendship.

Ash knew he had crossed the line with what he had done already, but what would happen if he went all the way? How could Misty ever forgive him? The fear of that had a greater effect on his body than twenty cold showers. From one heart beat to the next all the fire from his desire extinguish and with that heat gone the exhaustion from all that had happened up till now finally came crashing home. He barely had time to grab the sheet and through it over them before he was enveloped by the blackness of sleep.

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When Misty opened her eye's she had no ideal what time it was or even where she was, and for some reason her head felt like it was floating on a cloud miles above her body.

'Am I dreaming' she thought idly 'if so this is a strange dream'. Her eyes moved around the room and eventually came to rest of the fire crackling in the warm hearth. She stirred at the fire for a moment completely unaware of her surroundings trying to shake that surreal feeling you get from only the most lucid of dreams. It was than a soft breeze blew across her back that caused her to glance down in notice her present attire or rather the lack of one.

She knew the thin almost transparent sheet was the only thing clothing her, but it was kind of pointless to be concerned about such things when your dreaming she thought. She went to stand to find out what exactly this dream had in store for her, but was surprised when her arms and legs didn't seem to want to work right, though not half as supriesed what she saw when she had knocked the sheet away.

Beside her lay the sleeping body of her dearest friend, his firm muscle obvious on his slight frame. In her current state Misty couldn't help but reach out and slide her hand on the tight frame of her oldest friend's body. His muscle's firm but giving to her touch. She danced her finger on his firm chest and hard abs.

It was than she realized what this dream was for. By soft fire light, in a secret cabin, and on a cool night she laid by the mostly nude form of one of her greatest joys. This was an opportunity she was NOT going to let slip.

She leaned in close and without hesitation she kissed the lips of the boy she for so long secretly loved. She had no ideal for how long she's loved him, but she knew here in this dream she could finally release all those for so long hidden emotions.

As their lips met Misty felt electricity lance through her body and her stomach seemed to jump into her mouth as a new feeling of desire hit her body she than parted their lips as she began to breath heavily. Oddly though the simple kiss had sent a storm through Misty's body making her feel even more giddy than when she had awoken it seemed to of had no effect on the sleeping boy. A fact that did not faze Misty fortunately for her she wasn't afraid to take the lead. In truth she admitted to herself she fact he is a sleep only made her all the hotter. The taste of this taboo seemed to do almost as much for her as that first kiss.

Again she locked her lips with his this time though she was not content with just the feel. Her mind was still fogged but she knew she wanted more. She wanted to taste him, feel him, blind her sense with his essence. Her tongue slid past her lips and begin to draw circles on his before venturing deeper past them and entering his mouth fully.

All this attention of course was not lost to Ash as Misty's act steadily got more bold Ash steady got more aware. Waking from his own dream, very much in the same order as to what he was waking up to, Ash's first sight was that of Misty kissing him so passionately and he could feel her tongue seemingly swimming in his own mouth.

Noticing the sudden rigidness of her 'dream' projected lovers body Misty paused long enough to look up into the now very awake and very shocked felled eyes of the boy of whom she was now all but laying on. Their eye's met one showing shock the other seemingly in a pleasant daze.

Misty couldn't help but smile at Ash as he gulped in his began to act very muck like the boy she had fallen in love with.

"Mmmistty whatt are you..." The rest of his stammer was cut off as Misty laid her finder on his mouth, chuckling lightly as his eyes grew even wider as the hand moved from his face to his hard chest.

"Now listen Mr. Ash Ketchum" Misty began feigning mock seriousness "what we are about to do is to stay secret and you are not to resit, understand?" Despite her role as trying to play as some dominatrix she almost laughed again at how quickly Ash shook his head. 'This dream is amazing, I hope I remember it for longer than a couple of minuets after I wake up' Misty thought as she began to lower herself father down Ash's body to the raging animal he still had caged in his underwear.

"Tsk Tsk this will never do" Misty said shaking her head at the garment still trying to play the role of the one in charge. With little work, and no resistance from the wearer, Misty soon had the boxers off and through to a growing pile of clothes she noticed over to the side.

She had never seen Ash's manhood in real life, but if her dream was any good at guesses she will not be disappointed when she finally does. It stood proud and throbbing much larger and thicker than she would ever of thought such a child like Ash would have. Though something about the the way it swayed this way and thay seemed to tugged at Misty's clouded memories.

She suddenly recalled a field she doesn't recognize, in front of her Ash had just shouted an order to Pikachu when suddenly the memory fades like smoke or haze in the sun.

Ash offered no objection when Misty removed his last bit of clothing, but now he was wondering if that was a mistake. He stared down at the girl as she appeared lost in thought starring at his still hard cock. He was just about to tell her not to worry about it when her hand suddenly shot forward grabbing the base of his cock and she suck the full length of what was left in her mouth.

The sudden feeling caused Ash to slam his head back as he felt what seemed to be Misty trying to swallow the whole of his most valuable of appendages. The sound of Misty attempts of trying to deep throat him turned him on almost as much as the act. It was obvious this was a new skill for her, and going by her gusto she was planning to master.

The warm tight feel of her mouth wrapped around his throbbing cock was intense as she bobbed her head up and down sliding her tongue all over the underside of his cock. Ash could feel himself building for a much harder shot than what he was use to up to this point.

Misty had quickly forced the memory away she new all to will dreams had a bad habit of ending when you lease want them to and for this one she wanted to take no chances, but still it was a strange memory.

Ash could feel himself on the verge and knew what was going to happen next but when he tried to warn Misty all that came out was a groan as his hands shot out grabbing the back of her head and slamming it down hard on his rod as he shot stream after stream down her throat.

The suddenness of Ash's climax caught the slightly distracted Misty completely off guard and with his cock shoved so deep in her throat there was little more she could do than to try and swallow the seeming;y never ending current of warm semen that was streaming from Ash's rod, a stream that quickly felled her mouth with the tasty saltiness of her lovers essence. She even felt it as it pooled in her stomach and seem to feel her with a soft glow. Something about the sudden flush of this very will world tugged at Misty's thoughts again though she simply pushed the feeling away. After all she had more pressing matters.

At first Ash was concerned he may had upset Misty and was bracing for the guarantee bashing he was about to receive, but when he saw the glint to her eyes and the small smile on her face he knew that he was about to recieve a very different type of "bashing".

Straddling aside his still semi-hard erection Misty began to slide her moist cunt up and down the full length of his shaft slowly picking up pace and pressure. She waited till she had worked him back up to full power before lifting from his cock which caused a very annoyed grunt to escape from Ash's lips.

"Calm down my little Entei" Misty chimed down at Ash from her sitting position a top him gaining much amusement from the annoyed look on his face "are you ready for the main event?" At this Ash's eyes gain a much more serious shine and he sharply nodded. This time Misty couldn't help but laugh at how serious Ash was trying to make this.

"What so funny?" He asked annoyed at the fact even in this scenario Misty could choose to make fun of him.

"Nothing, nothing now just lay back and stay still your about to receive the greatest gift a girl can give, so you better appreciate it." Her laughing dying tell the very last words where sounding very much like the old Misty. Still Ash thought it wise to follow her instruction as he laid back in watch.

Misty carefully positioned herself as best she could she had heard enough times from her sisters about the good and bad of an active sex life. Thankfully she didn't have to worry about to many of the woes of being a virgin. A certain "toy" commandeered secretly from her sisters and one to many long nights had insured that. But still it had been ages and Ash... well Ash was huge. So before she could back out she dropped down inserting the full of it deep inside her.

Though her brashness was still startling Ash was far from complaining. The flash of pain on her face was gone as quickly as it had came and after a few seconds to catch her breath she began to pick out a rhythm slow at first.

Ash's earliest memory of his father was so faded he could hardly call it a memory, and it only consisted of his back as he left for the final time. Luckily Brock was always there to fill the role when need be and thus Brock had ended up teaching Ash much about Life, Pokemon, and Woman. One of those lesson had been more of a warning than advice and that was that it was best to always let the woman set the pace, Especially if it's their first time.

There was no doubt that Ash trusted his friend's advice and from the look on Misty's face it rang true, but no one had told him how hard it would be as Misty maintain the slow pace she'd seem to grow so fond of. As was he had to dig his fingers into the wood beneath him to keep from grabbing her by the waist and trying to break her in half.

It hadn't taken long for Misty to become adjusted to the mass that was thrusting in and out of her cunt making her wetter and wetter with every round. She had begun to pick up speed little by little, but after seeing the agony on Ash's face she couldn't bring herself to fully relieve him, not yet anyways. Misty knew that Ash was holding himself back out of fear, but as was the only one in pain was him.

It took all of Ash's reserves to keep from trying to pound Misty into a thousand pieces as he dug his fingers harder into the wood. It was than he looked up into Misty's eye and saw the challenge in them, and the solution to his current predicament.

Reaching up he grabbed Misty firmly by the waist and slammed her into the floor with himself on top of her. At first Ash was expecting resistance, but all he felt was Misty wiggling beneath him into a better position on her back, her legs lacing behind him locking him into place. That was all the permission Ash needed.

He began to thrust with all his remaining spirit in and out, harder and harder, faster and faster in minuets they were both coated in a fine layer of sweat breathing heavily. One moaning and one grunting. The louder Misty moaned the harder Ash thrusted as if fueled by the fires of Hell.

Their eye's met both filled with exhaustion, both filled with passion. Their lips met both panting, both clasping. Ash's fingers dug into the wood beneath them, Misty's nails dug into his back.

Suddenly Misty throw back her head into a loud moan as she dug her nails deep into Ash's skin pulling him close as her inner walls began to spasm and grasp his cock as if trying to strangle the intruder.

Ash knew the moment of Misty's climax since it seemed to of given her permission to try and squeeze the life out of him, a domino effect that resulted in his own climax the second one that night. Stream after hot stream shot deep into the womb who soaked it up like parched earth and seemed to be trying to suck every last drop out.

Painting they stayed stilled staring into each others eyes till Ash's arms could no longer hold him and he rolled over to their side. Misty following suit till her head rested comfortably on his chest.

"That... that was amazing" Was all Ash could say as he felt the abyss of sleep coming over him again. Misty said nothing but cuddle up closer to him tracing designs on his chest with her finger.

She didn't know when she had realized she wasn't dreaming but she didn't care. It was like Ash had said it had been... Amazing. And with that thought she soon followed Ash into a deep peaceful sleep.
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Pikachu had waited tell he was sure his master had finished before sticking his head back into the room where he noticed with disdain that they had fallen asleep exposed to the elements with the fire all but out. 'Humans really would be lost without us' he thought with a sigh. So after adding more wood to the hearth and re-pulling the sheet over his master and mate he retired again to the bed he had already made for himself.

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And so finishes my first Fan-Fic ever... will sort of anyways. As I am sure some of you noticed there were many grammatical errors. Don't worry I am planning on submitting a new draft of the entire book soon. And don't worry I won't be adding any new plot I'll just be making it a lot easier to read.

Now to the important stuff. As the title indicates this is book one to a Trilogy, and trust me book one is a whole lot shorter than the rest will be. But as of yet I have not been able to start on book two, but I will soon so you will just have to be patient. Also I am still working on ways to put in some more 'padding' so if you got any ideals you would like to see written and you like my writing style just send me your ideals and I'll see if I can work them in. That includes everything from battle, couples, and even the 'odd' sex acts.


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