Northern Lights and Ocean Dreams

by Undercityrezident

After his loss at the Unova League, Ash rededicates himself to becoming a Pokemon Master by going on another journey to all the places he had once seen. However, traveling alone finally gets to him and finds repose in a relationship with Dawn. But when Misty re-enters his life, feelings resurface. How will he handle it? (AshxDawn, AshxMisty, AshxMistyxDawn). Lemons within.

18. 18: Something Words Can Never Express

Warning: Very graphic, descriptive and lengthy sexual content is present in this chapter.

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Chapter 18 – Something Words Can Never Express

Dinner went off without a hitch. They didn't go to an incredibly upscale restaurant, rather, they just chose a place that struck a nice middle ground between trendy and grease joint. It ended up being an all day breakfast restaurant with booths rather than tables. The prices were moderate, the food was good, and no one had any complaints. The girls took extra care in not getting their clothing dirty whilst eating on their first date. But the same could not be said of Ash, who, predictably, failed a number of times. Each time always caused a chorus of laughter from the two girls and moan of disappointment from Ash.

After finishing their meals, the trio decided they weren't finished for the evening quite yet and decided to take it from just dinner to dinner and a movie. Though none of them openly said it, they were all thinking it: The date was actually going well. They had all expected some sort of awkwardness to overtake them, as none of them had ever conceived of participating in such an arrangement. Yet, over the course of the night, no one felt the need to discuss their new relationship beyond what had been said that afternoon. The idea, though agreed to by all three, was such a foreign concept to them that they really didn't have any clue on what say on the matter. But it didn't take anything away from the night out, since they were sufficiently distracted at any rate.

Figuring they could all use a good laugh as well as perhaps something to help set the mood for the relationship, they decided on seeing a romantic comedy. Ash initially jostled for the newly debuted action flick, but he was voted down quickly. He didn't mind, as he had a good laugh during the movie too. Moreover, he was used to seeing these kinds of movies with Dawn before the events of the past week and always enjoyed them in her company. Misty's added presence to that particular dynamic was a tad strange at first, but soon he found that she fit right in and the three of them cuddled together as much as the triplet of movie theatre seats would allow.

By the end of the movie, they decided they were spent for the day. They had an early start due to the apprehension of the impending discussion they had jointly overcome, and it had grown fairly late by the time they made it back to the gym. Though all of them were slightly tired, they were all still quite jubilant. They were still riding the high of the movie's upbeat conclusion as they walked hand in hand through the doors of the gym complex. Already the Pokémon had retired, thanks to the efforts of the gym assistants Misty had hired. They began the steady ascent up the staircase with Misty first, then Dawn, and finally Ash bringing up the rear. They finally met at the peak of the stairway and stood in a triangle looking at one another.

"So, I guess it's good night then?" Ash asked tentatively.

The girls looked at him with expressions that denoted that they were just as uncertain as he was in regards to how they were going to proceed. They slowly nodded to one another and began to head for their respective rooms. They were all quite ready to change out of their clothes since they had travelled a good deal back and forth through Cerulean City that day. Ash entered his room quickly and pulled off his garments very quickly. He replaced them by throwing on a on a new black nightshirt and a clean pair of boxers and made for the washroom.

It was after he had brushed up and was ready for bed that he emerged from bathroom to find two women waiting outside for him, likely to use the restroom as he just had. Dawn was in her pink nightgown while Misty was in a spaghetti-strap blue top and a pair of sleeping shorts. Ash noticed they were talking to one another animatedly as he stepped out into the hallway.

"All yours," Ash said cheekily as he began to stride away from the bathroom. However, he was quickly halted by a strong hand on his arm. He saw Misty's small but firm digits wrapping around his lower arm as she pulled him back to her. Instantly, she put her lips to his and pushed him against the wall of the hallway. Ash, absolutely surprised and delighted, eagerly kissed back, allowing tongues to clash against one another as their passions met. His arms wandered about her form, now more able to feel the smoothness of her skin now that only a thin veneer of fabric rather than a full set of clothing prevented direct contact. She also took full advantage his state of less-than-formal dress, moving her hands along his sides, up his chest, and even onto his hips. He shivered at Misty's touch. She was forceful, wanting, and needful. Yet her touches still carried the tender, sensuous love that had been locked up for years.

They parted lips and their eyes opened. Ash stared into the sea-green eyes that seemed to always carry that same intensity that she held in her youth. In fact, it seemed more powerful than ever. Misty's voice, in contrast, came quietly though it carried the energy of a smoldering goddess who wanting nothing more than to take him on the spot, "Ash... can you show me what you meant yesterday?"

Ash struggled to breath for a moment and cleared his throat as he tried to ask for clarification, "Umm... which part?"

Misty drew herself up against Ash, rubbing her hips against his, and earning a half-stifled moan from him. She breathed into his ear, "That you always thought about me... that you always loved me, even back then. I've been waiting to hear it for so long. To see how much for so long. Will you show me how much?"

Ash knew what she was really asking for. It was a big step, and he didn't expect it nearly so soon. In retrospect, he felt like he should have expected it. He only discovered his love for her recently, though it may have existed in a different form for years prior. She, on the other hand, had been pining for him for years and years, and was all too impatient to finally take in the man she had so long pursued.

But his mind flickered to Dawn, and his gaze did so immediately after. Dawn looked uncertain as she saw Misty and Ash together against the wall of the hallway. He turned his head to Dawn and Misty followed his gaze. Her face changed from its heated, lustful visage to one of understanding when she looked at the final third of their relationship. When she realized she had drawn the combined stares of the two, Dawn grew wide-eyed, having been apparently lost in her own thoughts.

"Oh! Er, go ahead Misty! It's, uh, your turn, I guess," she mumbled with some nervousness. She began to walk away from the two of them. Dawn's thoughts were not those of jealousy. She knew that Ash loved her just as much, and even Misty loved her too. But she still was uncertain about letting another woman take Ash in that way. She thought she might have had more time to acclimatize to this new relationship. But Misty had been incredibly patient in her long journey to Ash's heart. Dawn didn't want to deny her after all that. She knew it would've been exceptionally petty and cruel.

Her thoughts hit a brick wall just as similarly as her own movements were suddenly halted. This time it was Dawn's arm that was grabbed, though it was Misty, once again, who performed the action. Dawn was as surprised as Ash was when he saw it. Misty gently pulled Dawn back and asked her flirtatiously, "And where do you think you're going?"

Dawn was already being pulled back towards her new girlfriend and grew exceptionally shy. She modestly replied, "Umm... I sorta wanted to let you guys...uh... have some time alone." The words came out shakily; whether it was because she was still getting used to the concept she just used as an excuse or because of this new advance, not even she knew.

Misty's naughty smirk faded and a genuine smile graced her features. She thought it was sweet of Dawn be so willing to let her have this, even though it was not something she had fully gotten comfortable with. Misty let out a soothing voice as she brought Dawn closer to both Ash and herself, almost achieving full bodily contact with both of them, "I'd actually like you to be a part of this. If we're going to be in a relationship together... well I think we should get used to the concept of sharing."

Despite the softness of her statement, Misty's idea was just about the boldest idea she ever heard. Ash was surprised, but elected to keep his mouth shut. He knew this was something that the two girls needed to work out themselves. Dawn swiftly overcame her shock and quickly inquired, "Don't you want your first time with him to be... you know... special? I mean, intimate... with just him?" She tried to be concise and subtle about it, but she faltered at the end.

Misty giggled and released Ash, whom she had no worries about losing at that juncture. Ash remained still, enthralled at the conversation unfolding before him. Misty brought her freed arms around Dawn's shoulders and wrapped them behind her neck, letting them dangle casually behind the blunette's delicate tresses. She lowered her head to the shorter girl and whispered softly and reassuringly, "It will be special. You love him, I love him. He loves us. And I love you. You might be still trying to figure it out, but I'm sure you love me. You showed me as much over the past years and especially today. No matter how you look at it, it's going to be special."

Dawn bit her lip as she lowered her head and began to think about what the older girl had just said to her. Misty pulled Dawn into an embrace, and for the first time, she felt quite conscious of Misty's body on hers. Dawn's head rested just above her breasts near her perfect neck. She felt Misty's nipples through her top which pressed into her skin. Misty's hands traced circles on her back in an attempt to make feel comfortable. They did that, but also had the added effect of making her warm up a bit. She felt Misty's hips against her lower torso, just above her own pelvis. All of Misty felt good to her, and the embrace itself was loving and protective. She felt very comfortable in Misty's arms, and without even realizing it, her own arms wrapped around Misty's waist. She relaxed into the hug and basked in the heat that her new girlfriend gave to her.

"But if you're really uncomfortable with the idea, that's fine. I can wait. I'd just really like you be there for our... or well... my first time. It would mean a lot," Misty cooed in Dawn's ear.

Dawn let out a sound that seemed like she was giving the idea consideration. Then she nervously told Misty, "If you really want it, I would like to be there. But I don't know if I could be... physically involved. I'm not sure if I'm ready for it yet," Dawn paused and looked up to Misty and saw her beaming face. Dawn had to add one thing after seeing it, "Make no mistake! I feel strongly about you! I really do! I just..."

Misty's face softened. She caressed Dawn's cheek and told her soothingly, "I understand." Then her eyes lit up and she proposed yet another idea, "If touching is too much... you could just be there. I would like that."

Dawn's eyes narrowed slightly at the implications, "Watch? That seems... odd."

"We're in a relationship. It's fine if you just watch. But if that's too weird, you could..." Misty paused and let out a low hum of seduction as she turned briefly to their boyfriend, "...help Ash." Misty turned her smile back to Dawn and continued along this new train of thought, "You don't have to do anything with me yet. Just give your love to Ash. Stoke his passions so that he can return them us so we can bask in our mutual affections."

Dawn's eyes darted to Ash then back to Misty. Again her face was uncertain. One part of her was quite willing to try just about anything. Another, more traditionally minded part of her was still overly cautious about this whole idea. She looked back up to Misty once more and told her, "I... umm... need to think it over."

Misty's smile grew wider and carried a slight hint of naughtiness to it. She issued one more kindly suggestion, "Well, think it over my bedroom with us. No matter what you do, whether it be watching, playing with Ash... maybe having a little fun with me too, we'll love you for it. Or if you want to leave altogether, it's all fine. I respect your decision. I just hope, in time, we can grow accustomed to each other's presence in this relationship. We all deserve the love we have to give to one another."

Dawn gave a small, comforted smile and responded sweetly, "And I thought Ash's speeches were nice." Her tone carried more affection than she intended, but Dawn didn't mind. She knew she meant every word and the way she said it, subconsciously or not.

"Hmph, my speech existed for only a few hours and it's already beaten?" Ash half-pouted.

Dawn giggled while Misty turned to Ash with a wise-cracking grin, "What did you expect? You're hardly a poet."

Ash let out an amused grunt as he sidled up next to Misty and put his arm around her.

Misty held both of Dawn's hands and her voice became light and sincere, "I promise you... everything will be ok. I know this seems different. But our relationship is... different from most. It's not a bad thing. Believe me, I'm just as nervous about this as you. But, with love, all things come naturally. And I know we love each other. This is natural. This is love."

Ash almost seemed punctuate this point by putting one of his hands on each of the already clasped pairs. All of them were united now. Three people, all bonded, all in love. Misty and Ash pulled Dawn in slow and tender manner towards Misty's bedroom. Dawn took a deep breath as they paused at the door's threshold. The blunette allowed them to pull her past it at an even slower pace. Once she passed the barrier, she let out the breath. Ash and Misty looked upon her adoringly and all three closed into a group hug. In her mind Dawn repeated the same thought that kept bouncing back and forth endlessly, This is nice. This is happiness. This is love. No need to worry.

"I'll leave the door open for you Dawn," Misty assured her, "There'll be no one else in the gym tonight, and I want you to know that there's always a way out for you if you feel it gets too much for you. We love you. We don't want you to see or do anything you don't want. Right, Ash?"

"That's right," Ash agreed, "We're here for you, no matter what. We love you and we don't want to risk it for anything."

Dawn nodded, a smile creeping up on her face as she lifted her head towards both trainers who stood nearly a head taller than her. Her still nervous, but grateful voice flowed out in reply, "Thanks. I appreciate it. I'll just... watch for now. If I get the courage, maybe I'll do more."

They nodded to her and they all released each other from their embrace. Misty led Dawn to her comfortable office chair while she towed Ash to her bed. Misty wanted nothing more to just ravish Ash with no delays and as much force as her body craved from years of waiting. But she didn't for two reasons. One, she had an audience: She didn't want Dawn to get freaked out by her intensity within the first thirty seconds. Two, she wanted it to be memorable: She didn't want her first time to last all of a minute. She wanted this to be an odyssey that she remembered for the rest of her life. Her first time with Ash wouldn't be a quick fuck; it was going to be lovemaking at its best.

Ash seemed to get the message when Misty kissed him chastely. He returned the gesture with soft movements of his own lips. He attempted no use of his tongue, waiting for the signal from Misty. It was her first time. He wanted her to call the shots so that it was the way she wanted to remember it. Misty turned herself so that Ash's back was to the bed and she pushed him down slowly. She climbed on top of him and pressed her man into the bed. Ash reveled in the feeling of her rubbing on his body. Though they still had two layers fabric preventing the electric feel of skin to skin contact, it was exhilarating nonetheless, and Ash had to prevent himself from losing it and just tearing the clothes off her. It was especially apparent to him when her shorts clashed with his boxers, awakening his member from its slumber.

Misty's kisses intensified as she herself began to feel the need overwhelm her. Finally, her tongue probed forth, seeking his lips and asking for permission. He granted it, and she thrust it forth to meet his. Like his first time with Dawn, they first allowed their tongues to feel each other and get to know their shapes, power, and technique. Then they began to dance, writhing and sliding amongst one another. Ash instinctively allowed his hand to slip from the small of back and allowed it grip her rear cheek forcefully. Misty gasped in surprise, allowing Ash to take the offensive with his tongue and entered her mouth. Misty was taken aback by this crafty tactic, but was pleased nonetheless. The feel of Ash in her mouth was a joyous event to her and made no effort to push him away, merely continuing the dance as though they were partners who moved to a new part of the dance floor.

Ash's hands continued their devious work, the right one still cupping her lower cheek lovingly, while his left moved down her side and to the hem of her nightshirt. His hand slipped under, noticed or not, he was unsure. Misty's own palms continued to feel out her new lover's chest and sides, trying to find pressure points so she would learn where she could stimulate the man she had waited to bed for so long. Ash found hers first, his left hand reaching the underside of her still clothed breast. She moaned into his mouth, and eventually lost his mouth altogether when his hand brushed over the nub that was her hardened nipple.

As her head slumped onto his shoulder in a blissful reaction to his treatments on her, he took the opportunity to begin layering kisses along her cheek. He proceeded downwards towards her neck and began planting kisses that were more tongue than anything on her supple flesh, driving her into pleasurable shivers.

"Ash!" she let out her first full, extended moan into the bedroom. The man smirked as he realized he was making her feel exactly the way he wanted. She was unable to pursue any of her actions to reciprocate, but he didn't care. That wasn't a problem for him. Misty needed the pleasure far more than he did. He was only glad to oblige.

Dawn sat in the office chair not far from the bed. She watched with a mixture of timidity, curiosity and fascination. Ash was doing to Misty what he did to her normally, so it was an odd thing to see it from a different angle with eyes that weren't clouded by ecstasy. But she wasn't completely immune to the imagery presented before her, as she was growing hotter slowly but surely. Most of her attention was focused on Ash, and with good reason. She loved that body, and it was that shapely form that had given her many a great night in the past months. But even against her conscious efforts, she found her eye wandering along Misty's curved figure. Though she didn't get to see much yet, sweat causing her clothes to cling to her skin, coupled with her movement, had allowed Dawn to discern a clearly athletic body that she was sure could go on forever if it wanted. She knew Misty was a regular swimmer, and she anticipated that this training would be put to good use in immediate future. Again, Dawn's thoughts strayed from her boyfriend and she retrained her mind towards Ash. She loved Misty, she had no doubt of that now, but her mind still clung to the idea that she liked boys over girls.

"I need more!" Misty cried out huskily, pulling her upper body up from Ash in a hurried motion. She quickly pulled off her spaghetti-strap top and tossed it away to who-knew-where in the bedroom. Misty briefly wondered if it hit Dawn, but soon that thought vanished from her mind as Ash sat up to meet Misty's chest. Ash took a moment to gaze upon the topless Misty. She was a true vision. Her toned body gave way to a flat belly which betrayed a few muscles, and her breasts, though bigger than Dawn's, were not absurdly large and for her height and form. They were, in two words: astoundingly perfect. Her cream skin glinted off the dim lamplight that filtered throughout the room, allowing him to see every cascading bead of sweat that dared to slide down her perfectly shaped torso. Quickly losing restraint, he began licking around her areoles fervently, teasing her with a few strokes that nearly touched the bud of her nipple. It was driving her insane. It was so tantalizing yet she only got flashes of what pure pleasure felt like.

"Stop... TEASING!" Misty choked out angrily as her face spiked towards the ceiling when the tongue passed ever so briefly on her left nipple once more.

Ash snickered at how she reacted, and decided to grant her wish. He closed his entire mouth on one nipple and began to suckle on it eagerly, sending Misty spiraling and caused pitched moans to wail out into the night air. His other hand worked the opposing breast, trying to coordinate what his tongue did with his finger. His other hand wasn't idle though. It slid around from her back to her stomach and crept down ever so slowly. It circled her belly button once, causing a brief shiver.

One of Misty's hands was on his left leg whilst the other gripped his chest to the point where she thought she might scratch it. She tried to manipulate him as he did her, but failed. She was already too far behind in regards to the 'competition' they were now engaged in. It was only by pure chance that her hand brushed across the surface of his boxers and slid over his solid manhood. His breathing hitched momentarily and Misty realized what she did. She found the weakness she needed. In retrospect, she didn't understand why she hadn't thought of it earlier, but she waved it off to being too lightheaded at Ash's experienced hands and tongue.

Her hand surreptitiously slipped into the top of his boxers and he realized what she was doing now. He took his mouth of her nipple for only a second to taunt her, "So you do know what you're doing."

Misty let out a sound that more closely resembled a growl more than anything else and thrust her hand deep inside his boxers and seized his waiting shaft. Ash moaned out against her nipple, sending vibrations into it that made her pitch yet another whimper. Ash knew she would start working him soon, so he finished what he set out to do earlier. His free hand infiltrated her sleeping shorts and felt his way past her panties until he felt the moist mound that would prove her undoing. He smirked against her and continued her treatment of her breasts as he began rubbing around her slit.

"GAAAH! ASH!" her erotic yell only served to egg Ash on, who accelerated his motions on all fronts.

She still gripped his shaft, but had yet to begin moving her hand as she intended before the unexpected intrusion. He managed to have on eye peer up to see her face. Her eyes were closed in intense concentration as she tried to fight his captivating physical influence. He parted his mouth from her breast and seized her in a kiss that surprised her. Tongues met once again in a frightfully overpowering display. He pushed her down on the bed this time, all the while keeping his hands in the right places. One kept treating both perfectly pink nipples alternately, while his other continued to trace narrower and narrower circles around her labia. All in all, she was becoming undone in a most spectacular way already.

When her head hit the mattress, Ash released her from the kiss and whispered hungrily, "Move your hand."

Misty got his message loud and clear, and she began stroking Ash's member slowly. His chest rumbled as he stifled a moan and he went back to kissing Misty's body, moving around it erratically. A kiss would land on her neck, her collarbone, her shoulder, her breast, under her chin, a suckle on the ear lobe, and nibble on her lip. It was all so random, she didn't know where he would attack next, and it always managed to surprise and thrill her. She kept stroking him, steadily increasing her pace. Every stroke brought Ash immense pleasure. Her grip was tight but not too tight, and her motions, while unpracticed, were certainly smooth and enthusiastic all at once.

"We need to finish getting these off..." Ash moaned into her chest, as his hand moved from her now soaking womanhood to the hem of her lower garments.

"Why should I let you get a clear shot, when I still need to catch up?" Misty half-whined as she already began to miss his treatment of her nether lips.

Ash drew himself up to her ear and allowed his hot breath to caress the sensitive tissues within. She shivered in delight of the feeling, but did so even harder at the words that dripped from his lips, "Who says I'm keeping mine on."

Misty let out a small chuckle and, with some regret, released Ash's shaft. She knew this would lead to what she hoped for most, but the pause was still unbearable to her. Ash tugged down on her shorts, leaving behind the panties. He soon liberated those as well, though far more gently and with greater reverence due to what was becoming unveiled to him. He gazed on Misty's flush pussy with longing. A small tuft of reddish hair sat just above it, seeming to finish the masterful artwork that was Misty. She was divine, almost dreamlike to him, in her fully nude state. She looked at him adoringly and decided to move things along with a teasing quip, "Like what you see, Ash?"

Ash chose not to respond with words, instead choosing to dive between her legs and begin lapping eagerly around her slit. The sudden feeling of pure rapture engulfed Misty and she screeched out in joy, "DAMNIT! YES! ASH!"

Dawn, who had continued to watch, found a growing curiosity that was matched only by her rising primal need. But she wasn't ready yet. She wanted to let Misty have Ash all to herself at least this once. Though Misty wanted Dawn involved, the coordinator felt that their first time together needed to be memorable and personal. It made sense. He was the one that held Misty's love for so long. She didn't want to besmirch Misty's ideal fantasy of losing herself to the man she waited for. But it was hard for Dawn. Between Ash's bold moves, his challenges to Misty, and his clearly heated prowess that seemed to flood the room, she was growing eager. It didn't help her to discover that not all her surges of desire came from what Ash did. Misty's moans, screeches, yelps, whimpers, erotic cries, the sight of her fully nude form – including a brief glimpse of her womanhood – had Dawn doubting her own preferences. Was it that she liked men and Misty was the exception, or was it that she liked women and Ash was the exception? She defaulted to the former for the moment, though the memory of how she vaguely enjoyed Zoey's kiss threw her theory into doubt.

Who cares... her less traditional self thought dismissively ... I love these two. That's all that matters.

She was so distracted by these thoughts and the sight before her that it didn't even occur to Dawn that her hand was inching closer to her most sensitive region.

Misty was a mess of whimpers by this point. Ash had begun plunging a pair of fingers deep into Misty while his tongue traced careful circles around her clit. Misty was convinced his touch was just some form of magic. No one could make her feel this good. She knew she had no frame of reference, but that didn't matter to her. In her heart, she knew only Ash, and maybe Dawn soon enough, would be able to give her this kind of euphoric pleasure. She only hoped that the clumsy hand-job she had given him brought him anything even remotely close to this level of physical thrill.

She felt her insides coiling in preparation for the release. But she didn't want it yet. She wanted it happen when he was inside her. She needed it to be. It was how she always dreamed it would be. It was almost too hard to ask for him to stop, but her emotional desire overcame its physical equivalent.

"Ash," she managed to squeal out. She tried to seize command of her voice and managed to a degree, "It's time... I want you... I need you to..." Ash's continued ministrations made it hard for her form sentences longer than a few words. She grew agitated and just shouted out in a voice that mixed lust with fury in a way Ash couldn't describe but found strangely arousing, "JUST FUCK ME ALREADY!"

Ash's smile widened several times as he withdrew his head from between her legs. Misty flopped her head back, needing the rest for the moment so that she could cool down a tad, if only for the short time between when Ash stopped, and when he entered her for the first time. But she couldn't relax. The anticipation was driving her insane. She knew two things were coming. First would be the pain. She hated the idea that her first experience with Ash had to be tainted with something so negative. At the same time, she never wanted anyone other than Ash to have that privilege. The second part was that after the pain, would come the feeling of being whole. Ash would complete her. She knew this as a fundamental truth and had realized it long ago. Once Ash loved her, her heart would be whole. Once Ash took her, her body would be whole.

She scarcely realized that Ash had neglected to take off his shirt and boxers like he promised earlier. If it weren't for Misty's pounding heart, his magical tongue-work on her, and the sight of Ash currently disrobing, she might've scolded him for breaking his earlier pact. At last, she beheld his naked form. It was everything she had dreamed of and more. He was perfect. Not too muscular, not too thin, lean and ready to pounce onto her like the beast he was. She saw his member for the first time as well and smiled broadly. He was well endowed; she gathered that from pumping it as vigorously as she did. But seeing it was another matter entirely. Now all she wanted was to see it disappear into her.

He pressed his body onto hers and slid up to her face and captured her in a soft kiss. She could taste herself on him, and her mind briefly wondered how it would compare Dawn's juices. Hopefully, if Dawn was willing, Misty would be able to find out soon enough. Ash hovered above her, and felt the head of his cock bump against her entrance tantalizingly. It sent a shudder through her nervous system. She couldn't wait any longer.

"It's going to hurt... are you sure?" Ash gently inquired.

Misty smiled at him and playfully scolded him, "Damnit, Ash! I've been waiting for this my whole life! I don't care about any of that! I need you!" She brought him into another kiss, this one far more engrossing than the last, though shorter.

After being released from Misty's lips, Ash took a breath and told her sweetly, "I love you, Mist."

Misty smiled back and cooed at the use of her old nickname. She whispered back, "I love you too... now show me."

Ash nodded and steadily parted her folds with his manhood. It was unbelievably tight, one of the many signs of virginity that she exuded. He pushed further, feeling her wrap around him in ways that made him groan in effort. It wasn't that she was hard to push into; it was that she felt so perfectly slick and met every contour of his throbbing shaft with such marvellous feeling that he thought he might release too early. Soon he met her maidenhead and paused momentarily.

This was it. Misty knew there was no turning back. She was about to grip herself tightly onto Ash to brace the coming pain but something stopped her. Misty's head snapped to the side and Ash's did too when he saw her reaction. Kneeling beside the bed was their blue haired companion that completed their lovers' triangle. Dawn took one of Misty's hands in both of her own and held it tightly. Dawn whispered to her soothingly, mirroring Misty's own tones from before they entered the bedroom, "I love you... and I'll be here for you. Squeeze as hard as you need to. We'll share the pain."

Misty looked on Dawn with unbridled affection while Ash was simply astonished. His astonishment turned to love and pride as looked at Dawn, who had already overcome her fears, and at precisely the right moment too. Misty choked out to Dawn, "Thank you. You have no idea what this means to me."

Dawn nodded to Misty, then to Ash. Ash looked at Misty who nodded to him. He was ready. Misty was ready. Dawn was ready. They took the last step together.

Ash thrust into Misty, breaking the virgin's barrier in one sudden stroke. The redhead shrieked in pain as tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Misty's forceful grip bore into Dawn's own hand, only serving to remind Dawn of her first time with Ash. It had been a sharp, intense pain. She knew it would fade, but she recalled that it was a terrible thing to experience. Ash remained deathly still so not to revive or prolong the feeling. He hated this part. He never wanted to cause either of these girls physical harm. But it was a simple reality of life. It was in the past now. It would never plague neither Misty nor Dawn again. And for that he was glad.

Misty's breathing slowed and she grew accustomed to feeling of Ash inside her now. Her tense grip on Dawn's hand relaxed over time and the pain on her face faded. Misty looked adoringly on the two who now shared her most intimately. She pulled Ash into a kiss with her free arm and bucked her hips, pulling Ash even further into her. The jolt was enough to cause Ash to unexpectedly groan into her mouth, allowing Misty to seize control the kiss. It was also enough for Ash reflexively begin thrusting, albeit with restrained speed. When he heard no objection from Misty, he continued. He hilted himself in her, causing a high pitched gasp to escape her mouth as their lips parted. He knew that was a sound of pleasure, so he continued with his full motions, almost completely withdrawing from her and then bringing his manhood all the way back into her.

Ash began to work his hands again, electrifying Misty's skin and causing her to throw small yips and squeals whenever he touched something sensitive. Her breasts and neck caused the biggest yelps, second only to the already loud ones that were caused by the movements of his shaft within her sensitive canal. Ash himself was barely holding together. Her virgin pussy yielded to his cock only enough to curve tightly around it. It was the perfect fit. For Misty, the pain was completely gone by this point, much to her relief; replaced by only pleasure and pure untainted love for the man now buried in her. As Misty envisioned, he made her body whole. The emotional euphoria of the realization coupled with the physical delights he provided her sent her mind careening into stars outside the window.

Misty wasn't done though. She had dreamed how her first time would happen. And it wasn't from this perspective. She quickly and with almost no warning, flipped Ash. He let out a yell of surprise as Misty sat atop him, still completely sheathing his throbbing shaft in her unbelievably moist womanhood. She smiled at him with a curve of her lips that were the picture of the word sultry. She growled to him in a husky voice that made him shiver in pleasure, "Oh, I'm not just gonna lie down for you, Mr. Pokémon Master. Time for me to take charge!"

Ash, rather than nodding his head to show his agreement, instead thrust upward sharply to show his approval. A devilish smirk adorned his face as Misty gasped out in surprise and revelry. She hoisted herself up and down and began bouncing on him to create the motion necessary for their mutual pleasure. Ash reacted to this by thrusting up whenever she came back down for the extra sensation and the beautiful sound of flesh slapping together in a hypnotic rhythm. Misty raised her free arm up and ran her hand through her glorious red hair as she bounded on top of her boyfriend. He admired her trembling flesh that shook with every impact, and was almost enthralled by the sight of her breasts bouncing in time with her motions. Without even thinking, he reached up with his hands and began to caress them, eager to commit to memory the feeling of how they yielded with every squeeze. Her hand shot from the back of her head to cup the back of one of his hands as it lay or her perfect flesh. This only prompted Misty to increase her laboured but joyous movements atop the soon to be unravelled man. He was being leveled by an angel and he didn't want it to stop; not for anything in the world.

Misty was starting to lose hold on reality and so was Ash. In the last of his lucid moments, he managed to move one of his hands to the still joined ones of Dawn and Misty. In their final moments of ecstasy, he wanted all three of them to be connected. He loved them both so much, and he wanted to pass as much of his passion, love and energy to them both as he breached the quickly approaching climax. Ash pulled Misty's upper body down to him and began to thrust into her rapidly as the flesh of their chests rubbed deliciously against one another. Misty began to lose control and bucked her hips wildly to meet his, no longer being able to exercise control to find a rhythm. It suited him fine though, as he just thrust with reckless abandon, all ideas of a steady pace gone. He didn't know he had lasted this long, but now he was in a trance that was soon coming to an end. When it ended, so would his iron-clad will to hold back for Misty.

The fire inside Misty rose to temperatures only reserved for volcanic eruptions. It seemed like all the heat generated in her body was traveling to her lower abdomen. It was tensing up but still needed that extra push. She was so far gone though, she didn't know what to do but lie on top of Ash and scream as she rode the edge of oblivion.

"So close... Ash! I... ah... need it! Give me... everything! I've w-wanted it for so long!" she managed to grind out between thrusts, involuntary squeaks and moans.

Ash knew as that he needed to get her off then and there, or he would ruin Misty's first time by finishing first. He knew there was only one solution to that. He moved his free hand from her hip to her clit and began rubbing it like there was no tomorrow.

Misty's reaction was exquisite. She bucked up once more, convulsed and then stiffened completely, screeching into Ash's shoulder and calling his name like she was dying. She gripped both Ash's back and their collective tangle of hands so with such force that she thought that she would cause one or both to bleed. Her tunnel clamped down on his shaft as it moved, locking him in so tightly and soaking him so thoroughly, he could only manage one final stroke before hilting himself and exploding into her. He let out a roar of unleashed verbal pleasure that he had stored away just so that he could listen to Misty's heavenly voice as she yelped, screamed and cried his name. They rode out the waves, quivering with every shiver of the Misty's orgasmic aftershocks and Ash's fading pulses of ejected seed that continued to flow into and out of Misty.

They pulled each other into a deep, but slow and steady kiss. They tried to make it last, but their already exhausted lungs needed the rest. Misty slumped on top of Ash and groaned out an 'oohhh' of absolute pleasure into the bedspread that assured him he had done a good job. He stroked her back lovingly while her body heaved with its efforts to suck in the air it so desperately needed. The afterglow lasted longer than they all thought it would. But it didn't matter. They basked in it, soaking it in and loving every moment. Their hands were still linked in a three-way grip that they were reluctant to let end.

Eventually, practicality won out and they loosed each other from their physical connection. Their hands separated, and Ash slowly slid out of Misty, leaving behind a trail of his seed. The feeling of him leaving her caused her to groan out in disappointment, though she made no effort to stop him. She was still lying motionless atop Ash, and he very gingerly removed her so that she lay beside him. With what little energy she had left at the moment, she turned on her side and threw her arm over Ash's bare chest, taking comfort in the now familiar warmth it offered.

"Ash... that was amazing," Misty cooed into his ear dreamily.

"It was... you are..." Ash mumbled, still wading through the haze of the aftermath.

"Ash?"

The raven-haired trainer turned his head to the source of the dainty, if somewhat shy voice. Dawn still knelt beside the bed. She still appeared nervous but that didn't detract from her beauty. She wore that translucent pink night-gown that always managed to stir his lower mind. Her deep sapphire eyes shimmered in the moonlight that floated gently through the window and the dim lamplight filtered around her luxurious blue hair, giving her a strange alluring effect that made her seem like she was almost glowing.

Ash raised his dangling arm to her cheek and held it there. She closed her eyes in relief and relaxation as she reflexively brought her own hand up to cup his. Ash brought Dawn closer to him and drew her head towards his own. He tilted his face upward so that his and her lips met as though perfectly matched for one another. It was a soft, chaste kiss; meant to reassure Dawn of his love for her, even in the wake of his demonstration of the very same concept towards Misty. Dawn wrapped her arms around Ash's chest, which lead to Dawn's and Misty's arms brushing inadvertently against each other.

This shook Misty from her blissful stupor and she glanced at Dawn who now held Ash in a lengthy kiss that was quickly deepening as it went on. The redhead smiled and slyly asked them a question, "So... I imagine you two haven't had a chance to do anything while you've been here have you?"

Both Ash's and Dawn's eyes flashed open at the wry question and their kiss ended, though neither moved from one another. Their glances moved to Misty and their guilty looks became particularly evident. Misty saw this and giggled amusedly. She let out a false gasp and drawled, "Oh... so you have been busy while you were staying here?

"Uh..." Ash began, not quite sure how to explain himself.

Dawn finished for him quickly and in a state of half-panic, eager to put this issue to rest, "We didn't do that! We just ended up doing some... uh... touching! And a bit more! We didn't really want to spoil your rooms as guests... but we kinda lost it. It was a miracle we didn't go all out, the way we were feeling..."

Misty let out a quiet chuckle, "Don't worry about it. Before my sisters left on their tour, those rooms saw more action than I'd like to even think about. I doubt they'd even know the difference."

Dawn and Ash raised surprised eyebrows while Misty eyed them with a knowing look. She shuffled closer to them and whispered sultrily to them, "It's ok... you two have been very good guests to restrain yourselves like you have. I want you take all that bottled up love and sexual frustration and just let it out against one another. Right now!"

Dawn was still nervous about this. It was one thing to have watched Ash and Misty go at it. But to actually make love to Ash in front of her: It was a notion that filled her with both apprehension and excitement. She didn't know how those two things existed in the same space within her mind, but it did nonetheless. She looked back to Ash and saw his reassuring and somewhat hungry smile. They had drawn further away from each other's faces during the conversation, but Ash bent up slightly to bring himself closer to her again. She couldn't bear to move away from him. She wanted this too much. Besides the aforementioned encounters, and a few stolen kisses, they had hardly the chance to be intimate.

When Ash's lips finally pressed to hers, she was lost. She was going to do this, whether Misty was there or not. In fact, when Misty's name flashed in her mind, she pressed against Ash even harder. She hadn't expected this reaction from herself, and wondered exactly what it implied. But the thoughts of why she did what she did it vanished entirely when she just starting doing it instead. She crawled on the bed and onto Ash while Misty nuzzled into their man. The feel of the silky gown Dawn wore made Ash hiss in pleasure as it passed over him. Dawn raised herself so she sat on Ash's manhood with her black panties. She began to grind against him, making him moan out loudly as his member began to flicker back to life.

She undid the lacy drawstring which held the two sides of her pink garment together and allowed it to flow down her shoulders like water over rocks. It slipped off the bed and into memory as Ash was treated to the sight of Dawn's near-nude form, with only a bra that matched her panties keeping her from being completely bare to him. Her glorious blue locks swayed as she moved atop his body, painting the picture of a cascading river of water that flowed off the crown of her head and down her supple skin like a fountain of liquid beauty.

Though she was smaller, not quite as athletically built, and had a smaller bust size, she was no less perfect to him than the redhead who lazed beside at his side, enjoying the show as much as he. Misty, in fact, had laid herself on her back, and with her right hand began rubbing herself between her legs. She, too, appreciated Dawn's beauteous form as it glimmered in the dim light of her bedroom. That morning, Misty never conceived of the idea that she would be pleasuring herself to the sight of a woman, let alone in her own room and with the man she loved for years right next to her. It was the fulfillment of a fantasy that she didn't know she had, and the surprise of it only added to the perverse thrill.

Dawn had rubbed Ash to full hardness, and he was gritting his teeth in restraint while his eyes screamed pleasure. Dawn's shy and demure self completely vacated her mind and the naughty, devious Dawn that Ash had come to know in their escapades finally returned. Seeing Ash in this much glee at her actions caused a sultry smile to grace her lips. Already, her panties were beginning to soak through, and the moistness only worsened when it combined with the blend of Misty's own juices and remnants of Ash's climax on his cock. The man was growing impatient at this long-winded treatment, but knew the payoff would be spectacular. So he held back, not retaliating against the torturous grinding. But that didn't mean he couldn't provoke her.

"Dawn... you're soaked. I can feel it. Don't you want me to make you feel good? Don't you want me to take you like you've been asking all week?" he jerked his hips upwards against her, punctuating his question and causing her to squeak, "Aren't you tired of waiting?"

Dawn saw through his ploy, leaned down and whispered huskily, "You got to torture Misty. Only fair I return the favour."

Dawn had chosen to whisper this in Ash's right ear, which was very close to Misty's left ear. The gym leader heard this and let out a soft giggle and began stroking around her slit more forcefully and quickly. Dawn gave Misty a quick glance and a smile as she drew herself back up to her sitting position on Ash's pelvis. She began moving her hips again, sending Ash into a set of pleasure-filled grunts. Dawn only worsened Ash's resolve by reaching behind her back and undoing the bra that kept her twin peaks from view. She quickly discarded the intrusive object and offered a mischievous smirk to Ash. Once again, he instinctively tried to reach up to cup them, but was intercepted by both of Dawn's hands. She pinned them down to the sides of his head towards the edge of the bed. She continued her rotating hip motions over Ash's manhood as she leaned over him daringly.

Ash wasn't one to back away from a challenge. With both of Dawn's hands occupied and her head so close to his, he lunged forward and caught her in a tongue-filled kiss. She eagerly responded, her arms slackening, but her hip motions continuing unabated. With his own arms free to move again he smoothed his hands along her back on either side of her spine. He drummed his fingers along playfully, pressing forward harder in the kiss to keep her distracted from what they did. Soon the clever digits arrived at their destination and hooked themselves under the sides of her panties. Her hip motions stopped as she felt it, but she was too far gone to care about Ash's motives. She was just as into it as he was and allowed her panties to be dragged down as far as his arms could extend. He reached back up and squeezed both her rear cheeks powerfully, causing a muffled moan in one of the many kisses the two shared.

Then the strangest sensation Dawn ever experienced occurred. Even though she felt both of Ash's hands now moving her hips to emulate her earlier motions, she still felt her panties being dragged the rest of the way down her legs.

Ash wasn't doing it.

Dawn certainly wasn't doing it

That only left...

Dawn broke the kiss and turned her head to see the cunning face of Misty slowly drawing her panties down the length of her legs. She was doing it much more slowly than she imagined anyone would ever have the patience for. Yet Misty seemed to be savouring every second. The redhead's glinting eyes spoke of admiration and adoration for what she saw. The blunette's shapely rear was all too appealing, jiggling and teasing the gym leader. Even better was the fact that Dawn's quivering pink folds lay bare for Misty to see, and Misty never wanted to let her eyes leave it. And to the gym leader, Dawn's beauty was only enhanced by the fact that Ash's throbbing erection lay just beneath it. Misty thought she'd never see a sight like that in her life. Now she reveled in the idea that might get to see it as often as she liked.

"Misty?" Dawn asked curiously.

"I'm just... helping," Misty played innocent as she finally pulled the panties off her girlfriend's legs. She dropped them beside the bed with no regard for their destination and gazed at Dawn's most private region. She was beautiful down there and felt a welling up of desire just looking and imagining all that she would do to it later. But, there was something else she wanted to see first. She wanted to watch Ash fuck Dawn, just like the petite girl had watched herself and their boyfriend minutes ago.

Ash turned Dawn's head back to him and pulled her into another kiss. She couldn't resist those kisses. Like Ash in battles, his kisses were so emboldened, so surprising, so passionate. One of Ash's hands moved from her ass, up her side, and curved neatly onto her front until it finally massaged her breasts. Dawn moaned into his kiss once again, allowing his tongue to take charge and slither into her waiting mouth. Ash was a master of distraction, as he kept using his hands so naturally to make her writhe in pleasure. His left would slide up from her rear, up to her shoulder blade and right to that one ticklish spot that sent a tingle down her spine. He would follow that nerve back down and squeeze her lower cheeks lovingly. All the while, the digits on his opposite hand moved around her nipples, grazing and pinching them only when he needed a trump card to play in their battle-forged kisses.

Dawn's hands were at work as well. One always remained his chest, either caressing his abdomen or around his own nipples. Occasionally, when the desire arose, she forced Ash's own wandering hand to her hardened peaks for the sake of granting her own fiery needs. The other wrapped around his back, tracing circles around his spine and sometimes moving up to the neck or back on his head to bring more force into their kisses. Dawn found herself doing this more than she realized, loving the deep passionate meeting of lips that seemed to grow tenfold whenever she grasped his hair and shoved him closer to her. Yet, her primary weapon against Ash's resolve was her intermittent grinding against his now burgeoning manhood. He was doing an admirable job of holding back, but Dawn was proving just how talented she was at eliciting his base reflexes and desires. Every time she rode back and forth along his length, just forward enough to tease him with the prospect of entering her, he almost bucked in pleasure and anticipation.

But Ash wasn't just distracting Dawn from his own nefarious deeds. He was also distracting her from Misty. Misty had silently crept forward between the split legs of both Ash and Dawn, parting them further as needed to stretch out and lie between them. She rubbed back and forth on their legs, whose pleasurable responses seemed to meld into the ones in the rest of their bodies. This was convenient because it allowed Misty to stealthily approach the treasure trove she so badly wanted to claim for herself. But that would come later. Right now, she came for the show, and it was going to be a spectacular one for sure.

Steadily, Misty reached out and fished out Ash's cock from beneath the silky skin of Dawn, causing Ash to gasp and allowing Dawn to catch her breath from their latest kiss. Dawn didn't know it was Misty, and not herself who had managed to catch Ash off guard like that. So she took advantage of Ash's exposed neck and shoulder and began laying sweet pecks and licks all the way down. Ash continued to gasp as Misty gave a few experimental strokes to the already highly stimulated shaft and then touched it to Dawn's left ass cheek.

"Huh?" came Dawn's muffled inquiry into her lover's shoulder. Her perplexed state of mind only worsened when she felt the rubbing of Ash's cock in a circular motion around her lower regions until it finally began prodding her dripping nether lips. She began to whimper and Ash smirked. Sure, he knew he wasn't the one responsible for the action, but he took pride that it was his organ that caused her to break down like this.

Dawn looked back and saw Misty playing with Ash's manhood. Misty stroked Dawn's slit with it, teasing her beyond all reason. Dawn whined out and called out to no one in particular, "It's too good... I can't wait anymore. We haven't for so long."

Misty chuckled and let out a low seductive voice, "Tell me what you want me to do with this..."

Dawn groaned and turned forward, slumping into Ash's shoulder. She mumbled something into his skin. Ash was not faring much better either. He was groaning in pleasure, but wasn't letting out any pleas like Dawn was. But he knew he wasn't far away from that state of mind either. Yet the idea of Dawn begging Misty to put Ash's cock into her pussy was just too delicious an idea to ruin.

Misty heard Dawn's muffled words whose meanings were lost in the air. She pressed again teasingly, "I'm sorry... I didn't catch that. What do you want Dawn?" To drive the point home, she slid Ash's moist head up along her slit, allowing it to enter her just the smallest amount before it passed by.

Ash let out a growl, but Dawn's reaction was far more pronounced. She pitched her upper body skyward, forming a sensuous upward curve that let her head stare straight at the ceiling. She screamed out in desperate need, "I WANT YOU TO PUT HIM IN ME!"

"Now why didn't you say so before?" Misty drawled, her tone laced with naughtiness. She moved Ash's member, feeling the pulse of his heartbeat in her hand, and placed it before her entrance. She pushed it inside, causing both Ash and Dawn to moan out loudly in unison. Misty fed it in slowly, wanting to make the moment last for both the pleasure of the duo currently becoming one, and for enjoying the sheer sight of it. Soon, Ash's manhood was completely engulfed by Dawn's pussy and they both shivered at the feeling. Ash couldn't compare the feelings of both girls' walls around his shaft. They both felt indescribably great, with Dawn feeling every bit as tight as Misty's despite the blunette no longer being a virgin. Every inch of that velvety canal just made him want to scream for joy. But he held it in, only letting out a guttural noise that betrayed his weakening resolve. It was all too good for words.

Ash was the first to being moving, pulling out slowly and then pushing back in. The length of the strokes was short at first, but quickly extended to his entire length. Dawn shuddered in pleasure every time he completely buried himself inside her, completely filling her and making her feel like she was on fire and being shocked at the same time. Soon Dawn began moving her hips in accordance, meeting his thrusts and reviving the slapping sound of flesh on flesh that had made its debut earlier that evening.

The pace was too slow for Dawn though. Ash was in a tender mood still it seemed, despite his crafty tactics and their roundabout battles for dominance. Dawn forced herself into a short, heavy kiss with Ash and then growled at him, "Ash! It's been over a week since we last did it! And after yesterday's battle with you... I want to feel every bit of that energy you showed me out there! I want to see that fire again! I want you to go hard and don't stop until we both can't take it!"

Dawn's demand might as well been a command. Ash's eyes instantly focused on hers and he saw it once again. That same volcanic fire that he saw both before and after their match in the contest. That strange mingling of love, sexual energy and battle-lust that mixed into a glorious inferno. Dawn saw that same flame burst into being in his eyes on being reminded of the whole affair. With no warning, Ash's steady thrusts suddenly spiked into forceful shoves that pounded at the blue-haired woman like none she had ever received before. The first one forced a half-gasp, half-squeal from Dawn and her voice grew shaky as she wailed out in pleasure with every powerful impact he loosed forth.

Misty loved this. She still sat between their legs watching the two of them go at it a feverish pace. Every push and pull shook their flesh of their rear cheeks, and each slap was punctuated by a cry of ecstasy from one or the other, or both. But Misty was genuinely surprised and had to duck her head when the two of them rolled over and their legs spun over Misty's red tresses. She looked back up to see Ash kneeling over Dawn, still pounding into her like it meant the world was going to end if he stopped or slowed. Dawn looked like she was heaven as her legs were kept bent and spread wide for him and he made himself at home between them.

Misty crawled forward slowly on the bed. She wanted to observe this madness without causing a change based on her mere presence. She wanted to see exactly how Ash operated in this obviously lust-fueled haze that now gripped him. She felt her own core growing hot with need at the sight. She wasn't sure if her body could take that kind of treatment after only being deflowered less than an hour ago, but she felt like she would be missing something spectacular if she said no to it altogether. For now, the mere sight of it enthralled Misty as her hand moved of its own volition to her soaked mound between her legs and began moving about in an erotic set of concentric circular motions.

Dawn was a puddle of sweating flesh at this point, with her only acknowledgments that she was still capable of speech being incomprehensible noises that might've resembled words if they weren't monosyllabic or stretched endlessly into moans and screams. The feeling of Ash's quick and forceful movements along her slick inner walls made her fly away in bliss, barely conscious of the physical world around her. All that seemed to exist for her at the moment was Ash's intent face which betrayed some struggle to hold himself back from firing away too early; all the while the fire in his eyes had only grown stronger still. His chest heaved back and forth with both his heavy breathing and his masculine thrusting motions. Both his hands were glued to her hips, using his powerful and lean muscles to pull her onto him and much as his hips pushed him into her. Dawn's own arms struggled to find something to hold near her but found nothing solid, finding solace only in the scrunched up bed sheets in her fists.

Her head lolled to the side as she was barely able to find the strength to keep her head looking up. It drifted over to her left and she saw the shining beacon that was Misty, sitting on her knees next to them on the bed, stroking herself along her entrance. Though Dawn's view of Ash while he gave her such an intense fuck was the most mind-bendingly bewitching sight she ever laid eyes on, Misty looked like a goddess. Every curve screamed out to Dawn, telling her that such beauty was something that shouldn't be left to the side. The blazing red hair, her lean and taut belly, her powerful legs and arms, her curved ample breasts, her soaked pink pussy, that face which during the course of that past day had slowly captured her heart just as Ash's did long ago. All of it called to her.

I love her... I want her... I need her.

"Misty..." Dawn beckoned weakly, struggling between Ash's thrusts, "Come here..."

Dawn was barely able to get out request between two euphoric screams. Misty scooted closer to Dawn, and bent down to the elated coordinator. Suffice to say, Misty was wholly surprised when Dawn managed to summon up the last of her reserves of strength and pulled Misty down to her. Their lips collided in a most satisfying kiss, into which Dawn poured all the passion from her newly discovered love coupled with the intense burning pleasure from Ash's fantastically intense thrusts. Misty lips were stilled at first. This was her first time kissing a woman, but quickly the uncertainty fell away and her lips began to return the favour. Soon tongues were introduced and both girls began to burn up in the heat of the moment.

Dawn was close, but all the teasing that Ash had endured earlier had given him a head start. But keeping to his promise, he kept pounding into Dawn. The sight of Dawn and Misty kissing only stoked his fire. He knew the end was near for him, and this newest development unfolding before his very eyes only spurred him on. He thrust into her even more frantically than before. He hated the idea of not letting Dawn climax before or at least with him, but it was a lost cause now. He gave a few final thrusts as he voice grew in loud grunts and finally, roars. He threw his entire upper body back, thrust himself all the way into her velvety canal and he unleashed his second load that evening.

He cried out in ecstatic bliss as he pumped into the blue-haired beauty, and was both relieved and pleased when he saw Dawn break the kiss from Misty and screech out in a shout that made all others that came before it seem like they fell flat. As Ash's seed hit her inner walls, Dawn's core instantly broke loose, wrapping around Ash tighter than a vice and releasing her own juices that seeped around his shaft and eventually out of her already dripping lips. Her walls pulsated, milking him for all he was worth; and he was worth quite a bit as her prolonged orgasm dragged on and drew out every drop that Ash had to give.

"Ahhhhh," Dawn sighed as her shaking body finally came to a rest, sinking back into the blankets. She took a number of heavy breaths and remarked with immense satisfaction, "That's what I've been missing."

Ash, who slumped face down beside her to avoid crushing her, mumbled some sort of response into the bed. No one heard it, but at that point, no one cared. By the tone, it sounded like an agreement to the statement just uttered by Dawn. The coordinator was recovering her strength, and simply linked hands with Ash as they both lay unmoving, saving for the rise and fall of their chests – or back in Ash's case. But Misty, now fully reinvigorated from her earlier session with the raven-haired trainer, was ready for more. Ash wasn't asleep, but he didn't look like he would be able to move anytime soon. So, inspired by Dawn's spontaneous gift to her in the throes of the blunette's latest act of boiling-hot passion, Misty chose her next lover.

Dawn saw Misty advance towards her, but could do nothing to stop it. She lay, spread-legged with her arms dangling past her head and off the bed. Dawn could only barely lift her head as she saw the redhead crawl almost stealthily on top of her. At this point, all her inhibitions had left her. She was only left with the healthy mixture of love and physical attraction for her new girlfriend, and didn't care about what it meant she was. She could care less now. She loved Ash. She loved Misty. Whether or not she fancied men or women was of no consequence. She wanted this. She wanted her. She only wished she could do something to show it through her fatigued muscles.

Misty eyed the gloriously splayed woman beneath her. She was so pretty, so cute, so perfect. And yet, as she had clearly just shown, she had sweet and devilish sides to her that made her both a tender lover and a ferocious companion in bed. She had a body to die for, and a personality that was so perkily adorable that she thought she could never become depressed again. Along with Ash, they were a perfect set. And Misty wanted to show her just how much she cared for her.

Misty slid herself along the still sweat-laden flesh of the girl beneath her, making Dawn shiver at the touch her hot skin. Dawn smelled so good, with scents of both her and Ash dancing about Misty's nostrils. She kissed her way up from Dawn's belly, causing small whimpers to part the lips of the younger girl. Misty kept going up, passing onto her peaks and giving them a treat with her tongue. She slid from one tit to the next, dipping into her modest cleavage and ascending to its twin, only to repeat her actions from the last one.

Misty was being deliberately slow. Dawn needed this new pace. Ash had given her fast and hard, just as she'd asked, but Misty wanted to cool her back down and give her time to grow accustomed to this. This would be the first time they would give each other completely to another woman, and Misty wanted it to be a special occasion. Dawn must've agreed, because she did not object to the treatment, finally being re-energized with the ability to move muscles to react with something other than a moan, yelp or gasp.

Misty finally left the terrain of Dawn's breasts and kissed upwards to her right shoulder, which was not far from Ash's head. She got a good look at him as his limp body still lay front-down. His face was still locked on Dawn, but his eyes darted to Misty's own sea-green eyes as she came right up to him. Misty paused for a moment to gaze into his hypnotic brown orbs and she saw his desire. He wanted to do something, but after two sessions in a row, including that ridiculous and almost animalistic one he finished only minutes prior, his body couldn't match his eyes' wants. Misty recognized this, and gave him a quick peck on the lips. His lips moved against hers lazily and they missed hers moments after their departure as they withdrew all too soon. She gave him a naughty wink as she went back to kissing Dawn's shoulder, moving along its length towards her neck.

Dawn was steadily regaining movement as she grew more and more excited about Misty's efforts. Her arms wrapped around Misty's back just in time for the redhead bring her supple lips to those equally soft ones belonging to Dawn. The kiss was closed-mouthed at first, but Dawn pulled Misty's body into her more forcefully. The deliberate skin contact, including the quartet of sensitive breasts which crushed into one another with their mutually yielding flesh which caused nerves to run wild through them both, caused the kiss to deepen immediately. Tongues were unleashed yet again, but this time it was not as intense a kiss as Dawn had offered before. This one was long, slow, and gentle in nature. Their tongues didn't clash in a raucous battle as they did prior; rather it was like a slow dance. They touched, moved together, changed places, and even venues when one prodded the other into moving into the opposing mouth. Despite the passion involved, it was almost peaceful.

They repeated this kiss several times until something happened to inflame their desires. As they continued to caress one another and shift their bodies, Misty's hip grazed Dawn's clit, sending a massive shockwave through the blue-haired girl. Immediately, Dawn acted on the new impulse, sending her hand to grip Misty's left ass cheek tightly and tried to force the movement again, all the while sending more passion and want into their already deep kiss. Whether or not by Dawn's design, Misty's hip did slide across her little bundle of nerves once more and she cried out again, this time louder. The coordinator wanted more. She began rolling her own hips against Misty, pressing upwards with every ounce of energy she could muster as she came out of her haze.

This time, it was Misty who shuddered and hissed in satisfaction as Dawn's moist mound came into contact with hers. Dawn choked back her own erotic moans, wanting to hear Misty's loving sounds from above her. She loved the fact that she was the one causing Misty to experience pleasure that was so novel to the both of them. Misty wasn't going to let up on Dawn either though. While their motions were gentle and smooth, Misty pushed down just as eagerly to acquaint their flushed and dripping folds with one another. The sumptuous friction between the two began to heat the locked duo rapidly. Every once in a while, one of them would pull themselves forward or back enough to brush their sensitive clits together. The result was an astounding chorus of moans or wails whose combination was all too appealing for even the still out-of-it Ash to ignore.

Misty reluctantly wrenched herself from Dawn's powerful kisses and slid surreptitiously down her lover's body. Misty knew that she and Dawn were meshing together perfectly, but wanted to give her more. Dawn's head craned up and looked at the naughty smirk on Misty's lips. The redhead wetted her lips and jutted her tongue out towards Dawn's pearl-like button, flicking the wet muscle across that little nub that drove the coordinator wild. The feeling sent Dawn reeling yet again, even more than the last due to the direct and purposeful application that Misty levied.

"More..." Dawn pleaded gently.

"Are you sure? Based on what Ash did to me... it makes the experience a lot shorter if I do," Misty cautioned teasingly.

Dawn groaned and finally pulled herself up from her lying position for the first time in at least ten minutes. Dawn kept her legs spread directly before Misty and cupped her lover's cheeks as she tilted Misty's head up to look at her. Dawn's beaming face was flushed with desire and hunger. She wore a small smile and answered the gym leader gently, "Yes. It'll feel so good. Then I'll do it for you."

Misty's already wide smile grew yet again. She nodded. Dawn put her hands to the back of Misty's head and guided her in, though Misty needed no help in seeing where to go. Misty began lapping at Dawn's bundle of nerves and instantly, Dawn began a series of pitched moans that even began to awaken Ash from his pseudo-paralysis. He watched with intent curiosity as he saw the redhead buried between the legs of the petite blunette. Dawn's reactions were quite marvellous, and he felt himself slowly coming back to life at the sight of it.

At this point, Misty was actually sucking on her clit and Dawn had to try very hard not fall from the sheer pleasure of it. Since Dawn's grip on Misty's head slackened, she used the leeway she now gained to move her head down slightly and she began to stimulate her in a new way. She licked around the inner folds of Dawn's labia, taunting Dawn with the prospect of entering, but just averting it every time. Dawn grew frustrated. It was the whole trick with Ash's cock all over again and she wouldn't have it this time.

"Please just go inside already..." Dawn begged.

Misty couldn't fight her on that. She, too, desperately wanted to taste Dawn's insides. She thrust her tongue in and went to work eagerly. The first thing she noticed was the taste. It was not what she expected, but she remembered it was not only Dawn she tasted, but Ash as well. Mixtures of her own juices and Ash's meat and seed mixed on her palette and she couldn't judge it one way other the other in terms of quality of taste. All she knew was she wanted more. And she indulged herself much to the delight of the girl squirming above her.

"Misty... you're good... at this," Dawn ground out with some trouble. As Misty eagerly worked inside Dawn's tunnel, her nose periodically bumped Dawn's clit, sending yet another unexpected shock through her system. The coordinator could already feel the heat building to a high pitch and the tightness in her lower-abdomen forming. Misty just kept at it, and Dawn wasn't going to let her stop.

"It's happening soon Misty..." Dawn warned.

Misty took that as a signal to intensify her treatment, she pressed deeper, and swirled her tongue within the folds more brazenly. She intentionally pressed her nose into Dawn's button. It was at this point that Misty discovered that she was eagerly pleasuring herself as she serviced Dawn; her hands were apparently searching for a job and her own eager pussy offered it.

"Misty! I- I-," Dawn tried to convey something, but it was completely lost to her wild body losing control. Dawn's cries grew shriller as Misty lapped hungrily and dug her face deeper into her girlfriend's snatch. The blunette screeched out in bliss as she came forcefully, her hips bucking forward into Misty's delighted face, and her fluids freely flowing out to Misty's waiting and eager tongue. She finally was able to pick out Dawn's own taste as the coordinator's abundant liquid overpowered the little of Ash that now remained within her lover's canal. True to the girl from whom it came, her juices were so very sweet. Misty found it hard to stop lapping it up. She wanted it all. She knew she'd want more again in the future.

By this point Dawn had already collapsed back onto the mattress next to Ash. The man smiled cheekily as she turned her head towards him. He didn't say anything but he looked like he wanted to. So Dawn decided to prod him for it by asking a simple question, "What?"

Ash's smile grew further and he returned another question in an equally cheeky tone, "Having fun?"

Dawn burst into giggles and pulled him over into a sweet kiss. It didn't last long because Misty sidled up on the opposite shoulder of Dawn. The younger girl turned her head to face her girlfriend and kissed her too. The blunette tasted own concoction of juices and hints of other ingredients too. It didn't taste that bad to her. Dawn broke the kiss and asked sultrily, "My turn?"

Misty nodded and let out a mock exasperated tone, "Well, you promised..."

Dawn began kissing her way down Misty, much in the way Misty had kissed upwards when their whole interaction started. She punctuated every kiss with a word, "No. Need. To. Worry. I. Always. Keep. My. Promises." By the end of her staggered sentence, she had already arrived at the obviously worked up nether lips of Misty. She noted how Misty's folds glistened with her juices and speculated that Misty had either been touching herself or working Dawn over had really, really gotten her wet. Either way, Dawn knew she was going to do this. All doubts had been cleared from her mind. She was going to eat Misty out, and she was already looking forward to it.

Dawn began licking the excess from the outer folds, which immediately sent shakes through the gym leader. Dawn grew more confident and continued her motions with her tongue. She noted the taste of Misty. It was similar to hers, but carried a distinct difference she couldn't identify. Much like Misty, she wondered if it was also Ash she tasted. She shoved her rationalizing thoughts away, finding herself growing distracted and feeling like she wasn't giving Misty the full attention she deserved. She allowed her tongue to pass clumsily over her pearl, which brought about Misty's first full moan that came at the skilled hands – or tongue – of Dawn. Her pride began to soar and she grew more eager. Soon tracing circles around and sometimes cutting across that small button which started to drive Misty mad.

The redhead arched her back up from the bed when her cries of ecstasy failed to emphasize the sheer volume of pleasurable impulses racing around her body. Misty's nerves were on fire, and she didn't even want to envision an end to it. She decided that a compliment was in order for her skilled girlfriend, "You're a damn ... gah... natural at this!" Misty nearly howled as she neared the end of the sentence. Dawn smirked and continued her work, finally thrusting her tongue into Misty's slit and burying it as deep as she could. Misty bucked up unexpectedly and squealed happily.

Ash's fatigue finally passed and he could wait no more. He slid next to Misty and captured her in a deep and engrossing kiss. Every stroke of Dawn's tongue within her canal only served to spur Misty on as she competed against Ash in the kiss. Her efforts were so true to Misty's competitive nature that Ash could only respond in the same way as they did to such challenges as kids: A battle. They never stayed in one another's mouths for more than a few seconds. Every time of their tongues was forced back into its native mouth, a swift and passionate retaliation would ensue, sending them both careening back the other way. It was the thrill of a kiss and the intensity of a Pokémon battle all coupled into one indescribable act.

In all of this, Dawn chose a new technique. She pulled her tongue from Misty, replacing it with one, then two fingers. Misty groaned a long and erotic moan into Ash's mouth that only served to egg Dawn onwards in her task. Dawn could see how Misty and Ash were practically mauling each other, and loved the fact it was partly because of her actions. With growing confidence, she redoubled her efforts and pumped her slender fingers in and out of her girlfriend with gusto. Misty's reactions were nothing short of delightful, and soon, Dawn added her tongue to the mix, licking around and, occasionally, directly onto the bundle of nerves that threatened to undo Misty in short order.

Ash's busy hands were never idle, griping, rubbing and stroking every bit of Misty's flesh within reach. Their kisses had only grown in fervor between the two treatments currently engulfing Misty, and reactions she made now verged on desperate and urgent. Misty's core was reaching its breaking point and threatened to blow at any second.

"Ooooooh Dawn! Make it... n-now!" Misty stringed together a few coherent words into her inane babble as she freed her mouth from Ash's. Even as Dawn furiously thrust her fingers in and out of Misty with a pace comparable to what Ash did to her earlier, one last tonguing of her clit proved necessary to send Misty flying over the edge. Her body shook momentarily as she gave a pitched cry of 'Yes', then stiffened as she sunk back into the bed with yet another drawn out 'ooooh'. Dawn treated Misty just the same as she did her, making sure not to waste a drop of the flood that surged forth from the redhead's womanhood.

Dawn carried the taste of Misty with her as she moved up to her girlfriend's head and quickly and pressed their lips together. Misty was intrigued to taste herself, remarking inwardly on its vaguely similar taste to Dawn, though still different in a few indescribable details. Dawn stole a kiss from Ash next, allowing him to taste Misty. Now he had a mixture of both girls in his mouth, and the combination was almost inspiring. Sweet tastes mingled in a way that outdid any sort of candy he had ever eaten. There was the overly addictive quality to it too that made him contemplate the fantasy going down on them at the same time. He made a mental note to remember to do that at some point in the future.

After the sloppy exchange of kisses, Misty and Dawn both snuggled up to one another, wrapping their arms in comforting embrace that had them lying on their sides facing one another. Their bodies pressed up against one another, but not so roughly and tightly as they had done before. Their foreheads touched and they closed their eyes as they just felt the hot breath caressing each other's faces like phantom extensions of their own sensuous fingers. To them, this was the purest expression of their love for one another.

"I can't believe... we just did that," Dawn whispered breathlessly.

"Mmmm... yeah. You sure you didn't do this with a girl before?" Misty jokingly questioned, "You seemed like you knew your way around."

Dawn offered a giggle and purred against Misty, "Nope. It all just felt... natural. Like I already knew how to make you feel good."

"You do... even without touching me," Misty softly returned, opening her eyes slowly, "I can't believe I didn't realize I loved you until today."

Dawn's eyes opened as well, and she saw Misty's glimmering orbs reflecting the moonlight. She gazed at her adoring face, as Misty returned Dawn's. Dawn held her girlfriend a bit closer to emphasize her declaration, "I love you too Misty. I'm just glad I know now."

They moved their heads into a soft, innocent kiss. The lips barely touched, but the feeling was all there. There was no physical demand or need in it. It was just emotion brought down to its most basic tangible form. They lingered in it for a while until they parted gently, opening their eyes to see the affection that travelled the short distance between them.

Ash sat on the opposite end of the bed from the pair. He watched them as they basked in their mutual affections, and marvelled at how they looked so divine under the clashing light of Misty's dim lamp and the moonlight streaming in the window. He couldn't have possibly dreamed it; even he couldn't have fathomed this. Ash had been quite eager to recommence since recovering and making out with Misty as Dawn worked her lower region, but he knew this moment was important to them. He wouldn't interfere with something as beautiful as the union the two women formed before him. Until that day, he didn't know such a thing could exist, being only initiated into the world of romance and relationships less than half a year ago. But now that he saw it, he didn't understand why it was something he didn't see more of. He considered the fact that it might've been something exceedingly rare, and counted himself lucky to be a part of it. The thoughts carried him off as his mind travelled the possibilities of what might have been. He wondered briefly if he had not been a part of their lives and the two had met, if this scene before him still would've happened. Heck, it might've happened sooner.

"You're thinking hard about something again," came a perky and somewhat playful voice. Ash was shaken from his mental journey and brought back to the paradise that was Misty's bedroom. The voice had come from Dawn, and now both of his girlfriends were kneeling beside him on the bed. Dawn teased, "I know you're doing that when your forehead gets all wrinkled."

Ash chuckled, "You could always read me like a book, Dawn."

"Some book. Wonder how many first graders read it," Misty mocked, her tone thick with humour but still carrying the hint of her usual caring intent.

"Says the girl who complimented me for using big words..." Ash retorted jovially, kissing Misty on the cheek to punctuate his point.

"Even you have to have your smart moments," Misty remarked knowingly.

The trio let out a series of silly laughs until they quieted again. Misty looked at Ash with some admiration and told him sincerely, "You know... I was worried you'd never grow up Ash. I love that you kept a few of your boyish traits. It's endearing, but in the end, I love the man you've become. You've taken the best parts of the boy I loved and then added some actual refinement and... surprisingly, some brains."

Dawn giggled at this backhanded compliment and added, "Yeah... and the fact you actually see us as well... more than just someone to travel with."

"It took some doing, but I got my head on straight," Ash sheepishly admitted, rubbing the back of his head, "And I definitely see you as a lot more than travelling companions. I love you both, so much more than words will ever be able to say." He laid a hand on each of their shoulders as he finished, loving the intimacy that they now shared.

"Aww... Ash," they both cooed into each of his ears. Whether it was truly coordinated, or coincidence or just sheer fate, they both echoed their united sentiment by kissing him on opposite cheeks at precisely the same time for exactly the same length of time.

Ash remained in a daze for a moment, reeling from the welling of his combined feelings for both women. He loved that there was no longer any guilt in the mixture. He could express himself to both of them without reservation and without fear of hurting one or the other. Ash could actually imagine building a life with the both of them, and it both thrilled and soothed him.

Another, different kind of thrill, seized him when he felt something touch his cheek. It was Misty, who turned his head towards hers and pulled him into another kiss. This one, unlike the last they shared, was tender and simply loving. Ash knew she had this side to her, but until that point, nearly all their kisses had been so strong, and so passionate. This was something he was looking forward to. He loved to see this part of Misty: the caring, gentle and sweet side she hid away from the world at large. It meant she opened up to him in ways she rarely did for anyone.

Ash's thoughts patterns were drastically changed though when he felt a hand cruising down his hardened abs. He immediately recognized the touch and the tracing patterns of Dawn. He knew what she was doing and he wasn't going to stop her. He had no reason to deny her or himself. He just continued to lose himself to Misty's kiss and Dawn's touch. The blunette began laying kisses on his cheek, proceeding down his neck and towards his shoulder as her hand reached its target. Ash grunted into Misty's series of kisses as Dawn began to stroke Ash to life once more. Ash's hands, which had grown unusually still, finally regained their usual zeal and went to work on both girls, with his right smoothing over Dawn's luxurious hair and his left teasing Misty's nipples. Misty's hands were busy too now, with one kept around his neck to deepen their steadily intensifying kisses and the other rubbing about his back.

The varied sensations now gripping Ash only drove him into a growing frenzy. His hips began involuntarily moving into Dawn's motions as her hand gripped and pumped his eager shaft and his kisses with Misty finally reintroduced their tongues into the mix. But all that came to a sudden halt when Ash was forced down to the bed by both Dawn and Misty. He lay flat with his head on the pillows that been oddly neglected the majority of the evening. Dawn slowly but surely moved down his torso, now on his abs with her steady path of kisses while she continually stroked him. Misty had followed him down, kissing him with all the force he had come to expect of her. Dawn's trail of kisses only stopped when he felt an entirely new sensation on the tip of his cock and made him gasp reflexively. He broke his lip-lock with Misty and looked towards Dawn, who was smiling mischievously with her tongue partway out her mouth. It hung precariously over his manhood and Ash could only manage a look of shock.

"Dawn, you don't have to do that... I told you I like eating you out because I enjoy it. You don't have to do it just to feel like you're returning a favour," Ash generously reminded her.

Dawn gave him a devilish smirk and replied, "Ash... I've actually always wanted to try this. I guess I was nervous about it before, but, I want to. Not because I think I need to pay you back, but because I want to know. Because I want you to know too."

Ash was about to protest, but Dawn gave another small lick along the tip. He moaned out emphatically and allowed his head to slump back down into the pillow. Misty, quite enjoying the scene, took advantage of Ash's submission and resumed their powerful kisses. Ash's hands were gripping the covers of the bed as he endured this new, wonderful sensation. Dawn's brief licks turned into lengthy strokes which travelled his entire length. She soon began capping off each stroke by swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, sending pleasurable shivers along Ash's entire body. Even Misty smiled deviously at how Dawn was driving him mad as she explored uncharted territory with her lovers.

Then Ash began to positively melt as Dawn's magnificent mouth finally closed around his throbbing head. Ash felt like he wasn't doing anything but being pleasured. He needed to fix it. He couldn't reach Dawn though, so he reached under Misty, who still lay halfway on top of him as she kissed his neck and chest. He found the folds of her womanhood and began using his fingers to stroke about the delicate surface.

Misty was taken completely by surprise. Ash had managed to pull the wool over her eyes again with his complete lack of incoherence and seemingly pacified nature at due to Dawn's actions. Misty groaned in pleasure at his motions on her nether lips, but wanted more. She wanted his mouth on her again, but she wanted something else as well. It was then that she was struck with an absolutely brilliant idea.

"That's good Ash, but I have something else in mind," Misty commended, removing Ash's pleasurable fingers with some regret at the loss. She turned and laid herself atop Ash with her head facing towards Dawn and the member she now eagerly sucked on. Her waiting pink folds lay before Ash, filling his vision and causing him to lick his lips in anticipation. Misty turned her head and gave him a wicked smile, "Enjoy." Ash needed no more encouragement. He went to work on Misty with all the enthusiasm and energy he was known for.

Misty's reaction was immediate and predictably loud as Ash did his job. In the meantime, she watched in awe of Dawn, who now was plunging her entire mouth around Ash's member. She couldn't take it all, but she certainly made a show of it nonetheless. Regardless of how far down she went, every single motion of her lips and tongue on his most sensitive organ sent Ash's mind reeling. It was all he could do to concentrate on pleasuring Misty and the distracting sensations gave Ash pause more than he imagined they would.

Misty focused on Dawn's treatment, noting the length that Dawn was unable to capture with her mouth. She decided a little help was in order and began placing well-timed licks intermittently on the neglected area, causing Ash to moan out into Misty's pussy even more than usual. Misty was satisfied at how she and Dawn were working as a team to torture Ash so effectively.

Dawn's mind was awash with her own pleasures. While she had been giving Ash his first blowjob, she had used one hand to reach back and touch herself. It wasn't a matter of her receiving no pleasure in her actions though; rather it was something she felt would serve to enhance the experience. Dawn found out that, surprisingly, she loved the taste and feel of Ash in her mouth. His flavour was fairly pleasant, but all the more potent with the garnishes that were the remnants of both women's lingering juices. It was like tasting all three of them at once. The combination was as delicious as the thrill of having been with both of her partners. It set her mind off and she found herself unable, or at least unwilling, to stop.

That was until she saw Misty climb towards her and watch the whole maddeningly erotic event. Misty seemed to watch in muted awe that was only interrupted by her little moans and squeals from what Dawn deduced to be Ash's tongue on her lower lips. She saw Misty begin licking at where she couldn't reach with her soft lips and immediately wondered if Misty would like doing this too. She withdrew, with some conscious effort, her mouth from Ash's saliva soaked shaft and held it towards Misty. Dawn's naughty smile shone through and she asked an unusually, though somehow appropriately perky question to her girlfriend, "Want a taste?"

Misty didn't even answer, simply taking the offered length of Ash as though she were casually being handed a piece of food. Misty gave a few tepid licks on the tip, which caused Ash's hips to slightly buck upwards. Misty gave a low chuckle and began lick more eagerly, proceeding from just the head to the entire length with her soft strokes in much shorter order than Dawn had. She wasn't sure if she was just this eager to taste Ash, or if his tonguing back there had something to do with it, but she wasn't in a slow mood anymore. She quickly took Ash in her mouth and began bobbing her head eagerly. For Misty, the taste of each girl had faded somewhat due to Dawn's earlier efforts, but there were still traces. Either way, Misty loved the taste and it drove her on in her motions which grew deeper and deeper. Like Dawn, she couldn't take Ash in his entirety, but that didn't stop her from going wild on the length she could take.

Ash was struggling to keep up with the dual treatment the girls offered him. Novices or not, these two were good at what they did, and it was sending him along faster than he would've liked. He needed to do something to distract Misty before he blew it all too early. He honestly wasn't sure if he had enough in his tank to go on after a third load. So he did the only thing he knew would save him. He wrapped his lips and tongue around Misty's clit and sucked on it with as much force as he could muster.

Misty quickly released Ash's manhood and screeched out in pure bliss. Dawn, seeing, Misty curve upward like that, showing a tantalizingly narrow view of the swell of her breasts, seeing her hair whip back in a passionately elegant manner as her head craned up and her face flush with desire, couldn't resist the woman. Dawn lunged forth and pulled Misty into an earth-shattering kiss. The pair shared the taste of Ash's member and all the trimmings of the two girls it came with and Misty's mind went blank as she eagerly pressed into the surprise attack on her lips. Between Ash being absolutely amazing with his tongue and lips, and the thrills she was experiencing next to Ash's throbbing manhood, her mind couldn't manage a single thought of anything other than the word: More.

With the blowjob seemingly done for the moment, Ash managed to compose himself and quietly slid himself out from under Misty. The redhead was still so enraptured by the kiss that she scarcely noticed his absence, though it soon became apparent when the buzz of nerves stopped firing from her most sensitive region. Misty was still on her hands and knees as she kissed Dawn, and Ash took a moment to admire the sight. Dawn was in a similar position opposite her, and the sight of them on all fours smashing their lips together almost like rabid animals gave Ash shivers of delight that ran through his spine.

Misty finally noticed Ash had left her, and pulled herself from the kiss. She noticed Ash staring at her rear in a near hypnotized gaze. Her toned and tight ass shone out like a beacon to him, and she knew she had him. Misty's voice grew sly and she wiggled her gorgeous cheeks at him, "Well... are you going to do something with this?"

Ash couldn't even vocalize a response even if he wanted to. But he didn't want to. Instead, he drew his pulsating shaft towards her and began rubbing along her rear cheeks lovingly. She shuddered at the contact, but knew it was nothing compared to what it could be. She wanted him to just shove it in, so she tried to aim herself to expedite the process. Ash compensated for her movements briefly, but one deft move by Misty and his tip struck her entrance. He couldn't help himself now. He sank into Misty slowly, and hissed at how tight she still felt. He was reliving the glorious sensations of their previous encounter that evening at a frantic speed in his mind as he cherished the new ones he was experiencing at that moment. The folds of her tunnel swallowed him whole and held him tightly as their perfectly complimenting contours met each other yet again. Misty felt wonderfully filled once more as he settled deep inside her.

Ash, nearly passing out from pleasure, allowed his upper body to bend forward along Misty's arched back. His lips came up just behind her ear and he whispered hungrily, "I'll never be able to say no to this." He turned her head and locked her into a kiss that made Misty nearly buckle from enjoyment. Between having his cock in her pussy and his tongue in her mouth, she thought nothing could make her happier.

She was wrong. Ash ended the kiss by abruptly pulling out and thrusting back in, causing a pitched cry of surprise and jolt of pleasure to spread across her body. Ash still kept his head next to hers as Dawn entered the fray and landed yet another passionate kiss on Misty's lips. Misty mentally corrected herself. It wasn't Ash's tongue and cock inside her that was perfect. It was Ash's cock and Dawn's tongue. When it was two of them together, it was sensational. When all three of them were involved, it was perfection.

Ash moved his upper body back upright and began pounding Misty hard from behind in what Dawn observed to be easily one of the hottest displays she had ever seen, and the night had been full of them. Misty's squeals and yelps of delight only added to that quickly growing passion as Dawn finally pulled herself up and shuffled over to Ash. He looked over to the coordinator in surprise, as his vision had been locked on Misty's bouncing ass cheeks. Dawn quickly forced her lips onto his and he felt the urgency she put into it. Ash's left hand fell from Misty's hip and snaked to Dawn's dripping mound. Dawn gasped as he, with no warning whatsoever, quickly jutted two fingers into the coordinator's folds and began flicking her bundle of nerves with his thumb. Dawn let out screams of pleasure that rivaled even Misty's at this point.

Ash didn't know whether to be proud or thankful. He didn't know how, nor could he imagine how life had been so kind to him to allow him the privilege. But he was now giving the two women he loved the times of their lives. It was at this point that he knew that this was how it was meant to be. The three of them together was the ultimate expression of love. They were foils to one another, each complimenting each other in ways that he hadn't even conceived of. Whether it was in the bed or in life in general, their triumvirate was the example of an enduring bond that couldn't be broken. And Ash as gave his all to make both women feel loved and appreciated, he thanked whatever deity existed that he was lucky enough to have found them both.

Ash noticed Misty's arms buckling from the strain of both pleasure and exhaustion. He didn't want her to give out under him so he made a bold move. He paused his thrusts briefly to bend down and pick Misty up from her horizontal position and pulled her up to the vertical, placing her back against his chest and his arm around her midsection. Misty purred at the gesture, but yelped once more as Ash thrust up into her whilst her hips hovered above his kneeling legs. Misty turned her head and found Dawn's face and they kissed once more. It was sloppy due to their positions and quickly unravelling minds, but it was passionate all the same. Dawn soon withdrew, leaving both Misty's lips and Ash's fingers vacant.

Ash's lips substituted for Dawn's as he pulled Misty into yet another messy kiss. His spare hand came up and cupped one breast while the other that lay on her middle crawled up and cupped the opposing mound of flesh. Misty's own hands searched for something to do, leaving one to run through Ash's hair while the other grasped his moving hip. She could feel his heavy breathing on her neck when they were unable to maintain the kiss and its heat pervaded her spinal cord, only serving to emphasize the blissful power of every neuron that cascaded through it. She briefly entertained the idea that she might be going insane, and that such happiness was a delusion conjured by her mind to make her forget the trappings of her life. She might've believed in the theory if not for what happened next.

A trembling sensation passed through her legs as she felt something wet pass over her clit. She looked down to see Dawn on her belly, eagerly licking away at the edge of her lower lips. She felt Ash quake behind her, even through his piston-like motions. She looked closer and realized that Dawn was not only licking at her, but her tongue freely passed between her nether-lips and his still moving manhood. She realized now that not even her desperate mind could imagine this. Dawn was pleasuring them both at once with just her tongue. Misty could see both the happiness and deviousness in Dawn's eyes as she looked up at her. Misty eyes bulged wide at this display but they were forced shut as her mind flew away when Dawn resumed the treatment.

Ash was completely baffled as to what this new sensation was, not having the luxury of seeing Dawn. He didn't care though. It was a magical touch and he wanted more, even though it pushed him further along the road to his climax more quickly than he would've liked. Judging from how Misty was reacting, he surmised that it was something that affected her too. But he couldn't determine what it-

Or who... Dawn... Ash's mind finally pieced it together. He recognized the touch of Dawn's tongue now. In the clouded haze of the situation, he had missed it, but now that he knew what it was, it was unmistakable. The revelation combined with the feeling itself only drove Ash harder, thrusting that much faster and playing with Misty's breasts liberally. The squealing and shrieking girl in front of him only encouraged him as saw his efforts bearing fruit. He felt her heating up inside. Her walls were slowly growing wetter and tighter. Misty was close. So was he.

Dawn drew herself up to Misty, substituting her tongue for her fingers as she rubbed Ash and Misty's boiling sexual organs at a frenzied pace. Dawn kissed Misty, giving the redhead a taste of both herself and Ash, and driving the Misty up the wall just a bit higher. She passed over Misty's shoulder and grasped the back of Ash's head, driving it forward and crashing their lips together too. The same cocktail was thrust into Ash's mouth via her tongue, encouraging Ash to pull his left hand from Misty's breast and use it to run his fingers through Dawn's hair. Soon, the three were pressed together, with Dawn and Ash sandwiching Misty in an orgy of moving flesh and burning heat. Misty's hand moved from her hair down to Dawn's own neglected nether region and began fingering the blunette. Dawn cried out in pure joy at finally receiving some stimulation.

Ash loosed his other arm from Misty and wrapped around the trio, letting his hand come to rest on Dawn's luscious rear. He rubbed and squeezed, giving Dawn license to yelp out in the kiss that she and Ash shared. Dawn was already ascending to the heights of her sexual toll, never having endured so much in one evening. It left her incredibly sensitive and she began to feel her climax rising already, quickly catching up Ash and Misty's who hung on the edge, desperately holding out for their third. The gap between them only shortened when Ash's hand trailed back from around her sensitive cheek and slipped down the front of her waist. Dawn felt his approach, and though she should have logically expected it, her wavering mind simply did not expect, nor comprehend, what Ash did next. Even as Misty vigorously pumped her finger into the ever dampening folds of Dawn, it was joined by a second. But it wasn't a second finger from Misty. This finger was longer, thicker, and a tad rougher. But with it came a sense of pure joy that she didn't think could possibly exist. Yes, both Ash and Misty were now, in perfect harmony, fingering the coordinator; and it made her cry out in ecstatic bliss. Misty could see the pure ecstasy in her eyes, and it only served to encourage the redhead to quicken her pace, feeling Ash do the exact same as their fingers brushed against one another inside Dawn's tightening pussy.

By this point, none of them could hold a kiss. Ash slumped his head onto Misty right shoulder, Dawn onto Misty's left, while Misty's head lolled forward onto Dawn's left. The rapture of their climaxes drew upon them and they all fought to keep the powerful impulses at bay, trying to extend their pleasure for as long as possible. Dawn and Misty's hands kept rubbing one another's lower lips and their thumbs awaited the command to hit the buttons that would send them over, while Misty repeatedly thrust and curled her fingers inside Dawn. Ash continued to send his length in and out of Misty at a fevered pace as his right hand continued its coordinated labour with the redhead, now switching to an alternating pattern which both shocked and pleased the blunette. The act always left Dawn filled by either Misty's digit, or Ash's, creating a new sensation that could only be described as perfect.

"Are you...when...?" Ash asked no one in particular through seemingly pained grunts. Though the sentence carried no discernible meaning, the words carried the desperate need they all felt. They knew exactly what he was asking.

"It's... it's happening now..." Misty cried out in a long droning moan.

"Me too!" Dawn squeaked in a high pitched voice.

The girls let their thumbs press forcefully into one another's triggers and each screeched out in unison.

Ash felt Misty suddenly tighten and knew it was time. He hilted himself inside Misty's ever closing sanctuary and roared out as he threw his head backwards. As he pushed into Misty one last time and gripped Dawn with all his strength, he poured into his motions all of his fervent love and joy. He throbbed and pulsed and finally erupted within Misty, finding an immediate soaking response from her inner walls returned to him as she clamped down on him so tightly, he thought he would never leave of his own volition. Misty grasped frantically at Ash and Dawn with her free hand, trying to hold onto something so she could pass along her euphoric bliss through the nerves of her fingertips. At nearly the same time, Dawn's own womanhood crushed around Misty's and Ash's fingers and soaked their hands. The blunette's aftershocks shook with an almost motor-like vibration against Misty as she was held tightly to the redhead by Ash. Dawn collapsed into the two of them, breathing out all of her worries and misgivings and accepting that this was an absolute; a certainty in life that needed no explanation. Dawn's tremors travelled through all three lovers, carrying with it the joy and relief she relished upon discovering this one perfect truth. Misty was still trembling as well, her position in the middle sending ripples of energy to both her boyfriend and girlfriend. Ash was doing his utmost not to collapse forward onto them and crush them, basking in the utter happiness that engulfed them all. He was still breathing heavily, and his shaft was still quaking inside Misty, his seed still flowing into the redhead and causing her shudders of delight at the continuing warmth it offered.

Ash's strong hands and arms held all three of them so tightly together that they thought that they felt like one person. In truth, the might as well have been. In some manner, they were all connected to one another physically. But that connection paled to heated emotions that gripped and united the trio. The heat of their love and passion flowed freely between them, wrapping around them like a silk blanket that both soothed and excited. Nothing existed outside the shroud that enveloped them. Right now, they were the world to one another. And for a while it seemed like nothing would tear them apart.

That was, until gravity took its toll on their tired bodies. They collectively collapsed to their sides on the bed, still wrapped up in one another, but now far looser than they had been. Once they mustered the energy, they slowly detached from one another, rearranging themselves into a far more comfortable position. Three heads hit the pillows at last and they found their final position for the night. Ash lay in the center, his broad chest and muscular arms spread wide. Dawn lay to the right, curled up into him on her side with his arm around her waist. Misty lay to his left, on her back, but snuggled up to Ash no less than Dawn, with his arm wrapped around her back and his hand resting on her taut belly. One hand from Dawn and one from Misty met over Ash's slowly rising and falling chest, clutched together reflexively as though they couldn't exist in any other way.

For the first time since their climax, one of them spoke.

"That was just..." it was Ash's voice that came first in an exhausted manner.

"The best thing..." Misty supplied lazily.

"In the world." Dawn finished contentedly.

The three of them let out a small chuckle at their strange, yet somehow appropriately executed description.

There was a long pause, and even as he was drifting asleep, Ash asked a silly question, "Can we do that again sometime?"

Just as sleep bound as he was, the girls still managed a giggle. Dawn yawned into her answer, "Can we do that again all the time?"

They let out a small, quiet laugh. They could barely move anymore, and that included their mouths. Misty had one last thing to say though, "I think it's the only way we should do it."

There was a sound of assent from Dawn and Ash as they continued to pass into unconsciousness. Ash's eyes were barely cracked open as he turned to look at Dawn and Misty's angelic faces. He returned his gaze to the ceiling, closed his eyes and uttered out his last words before sleep took him, "Thank... you... Dawn. Thank... you... Misty. I love you."

He didn't get a response as they were already asleep with smiles on their faces. But the lack of reply didn't matter to him. He passed out immediately after. He knew that they felt the exact same way about him and each other. They shared a love so pure, so rich, and so powerful, that he knew with them, he could do anything. That, with one another, all of them would fulfill their goals and dreams; even as two of his greatest dreams lay on either side of him.

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A/N: Yes. This is a nearly 20,000 word chapter of which most of the content is spent depicting sex. I considered splitting it into three chapters, but I felt it would've ruined the flow. I hope it didn't come out as feeling too drawn out, but I honestly couldn't take away anything without it feeling wrong somehow.

At any rate, I know quite of few of you have been eagerly awaiting this chapter and the promise of lemon-esque content that the story has been teasing for a while now. I hope it met your expectations. I know I certainly learned quite a bit from writing it.

Thank you for reading, or perhaps enduring, this chapter and the long wait that preceded it. And once more, thanks for your reviews and praise for the last chapter. It was intensely relieving to hear that I managed to depict their meeting in a light that managed to convey their feelings properly, while still maintaining some semblance of realism. Writing that chapter was one of the more difficult challenges I've faced in my short writing career.

My humble thanks, and happy reading,

~UndercityRezident