At the Motel With The Mitchells

BY : Wendell Urth
Category: Comics > Dennis the Menace
Dragon prints: 1464
Disclaimer: I do not own Dennis The Menace, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter 5: What I Saw


Dennis & Gina were both bare-assed naked! Dennis’ clothes thrown all over the place. Gina’s shorts and top and panties neatly folded. She was on her knees, sucking on the head of Dennis’ penis.

I had never seen a penis, a cock that huge before. Not just long, but thick. I’d been to Summer Camp with older kids, even adults were there and I saw a lot of dicks in the shower. I guess it traumatized me at first, then I guess I got used to it? Made jokes about it eventually. All the kids did.

But there was nothing I saw like this monster! And this was on a little kid!

Gina held his shaft in her small hand, it didn’t go around, and she couldn’t work more than the head in her tiny mouth. But oh, how she was trying. At some point her eyes crossed as she attempted to take more of his cock in. She was puffing through her nose, unable to take in any air through her mouth. And what was she doing with her other hand?!? My God, she was rubbing her little slit. It was like elastic. She was nearly stretching to the breaking point; she was rubbing so hard.

I was a virgin. Not unusual at my age, I guess. My friends all bragged about sex, but we all knew we were lying.

These were little kids. It was repulsive. And I was fascinated! I don’t know how long I stood there, frozen.

Gina looked up, surprised? But not enough to stop.

Dennis looked at me over his shoulder. “Hi Davy,” he said. “Gina gives pretty good ‘blowgies’. Wanna’ go next?”

I tried to be calm. “Gina. Gina! Please get dressed. Time to go home.”

The head of Dennis cock made a popping, slurping sound (I swear) as it came out of her mouth. She looked at me angrily. Dennis whined, “But I didn’t get my ‘blowgie’ yet.” He started muttering to himself and giving me dirty looks.

Gina dressed. I watched her and knew it was wrong. She elbowed me aside, I didn’t realize I was blocking the door. She sniffed, “Humph” as she flounced out of the room. She was all childish affronted dignity.

I sternly told Dennis to get dressed. At least it started sternly, my voice cracked in the middle. I thought to myself, “No wonder he wears baggy overalls all the time.” I was worried about my erection showing through my pants, my erection was nowhere the size of his monster.”

Downstairs. I knocked on the study door. “Err, Mr. Mitchell? Can I speak to you for a minute?”

A voice. “Is there a problem?” I don’t think he knew my name even after my being there for 3 weeks. “Is someone hurt?”

“Uhh, no sir. No one is hurt, it’s just that…”

 “Then you can wait for my wife to come home.”

I waited.

I had no idea what I was going to say. How do you tell the mother of a child you were supposed to be watching that you caught her son ramming his horse cock into the (eager) mouth of a little girl? I admit, I was mostly worried about what kind of trouble I was in.

Selfish? Sure, I was still a kid too. Could I avoid telling her, somehow? What would Marie think? What would my mom think? They’d all freak out… at me! My God, would I have to tell Gina’s parents too? I barely knew the Gillottis. How could I tell them I saw their daughter sucking a massive cock? At least trying to…

Could I avoid saying something? No. I couldn’t.

Mrs. Mitchell must have seen the look on my face. “Oh, dear! Davy, you’re all flushed. Are you all right, dear?” She put her hand on my forehead. Like my mom did when I was sick.”

“Um. Mrs. Mitchell? There’s something I need… need to tell you?” We went up to her bedroom.

She looked at me, eyebrows raised. Was that an amused expression or something like “I’ve heard it all before”?

I sputtered out the story. I’m not sure if three words in a row were coherent.

She patted my hand. “Thank you, David, that must have been terrible for you.”

“Me? Never mind me!” I thought.

“Dennis!” she called. He must have been listening outside her door. “Dennis, apologize to David.”

He looked at me mournfully, stuttered out an apology. Did he even know why he was apologizing? I’m not sure I did. They began to discuss something that I wasn’t quite understanding, about a ‘promise’? About ‘timing’?

My brain was on fire at this point and maybe I didn’t understand what was going on. She sent Dennis back to his bedroom, told him to wait for her. No nonsense.

She closed the door and turned back to me and asked me to sit on the edge of her bed. There as a chair in the room, but I did as she said. She sat next to me, closer than I had ever been before to her. I could smell peaches… and something else… warm and musky.

She told me not to worry, these kinds of things happen with children that age. Playing Doctor was not unusual. “Doctor?!?” I thought. “That was no medical exam I ever heard of (thank God!).” I asked her about Gina and said that she would take care of it. That was a big relief to me. I didn’t want to have to face the Gillottis!

She held my hand and looked me in the eyes. I couldn’t turn away. “David, please don’t tell anyone about this. I really would like to keep it our secret.” She touched my cheek with her other hand. It was warm and smooth and sent ripples through my body.  “Even from your mom. Can you promise me that?”

I must have answered. I don’t remember. I was looking at her legs.

She smiled, kissed me on the forehead. I had closed my eyes, relieved? I was glad she was going to take care of it all and I was way too embarrassed to tell my mom what had happened anyway.

Then she kissed me on the lips.


I don’t know how long the kiss lasted? Forever seems about right.

I’m not going to lie and say she “slipped me some tongue” or that “we fell back onto the bed and made out”. That didn’t happen.

She kissed me on the lips. It was my first kiss. This beautiful older woman kissed me. And it wasn’t the kind of kiss you give a child.

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