This is a true story. This happened last July, but I never got around to writing it, so I applogize for submitting it so late. I wanted to give my girlfriend an awesome birthday in return for what she did on mine. Enjoy!
My girlfriend was turning 19 in late July, a year older than me, so I wanted to do something memorable. I couldn't think of any ideas until a brilliant thought came to me. What if I took her into the city for the weekend?
I quickly called my aunt, who happens to be the general manager of a hotel in the Chinatown district, and asked if I could book a room for the weekend by ourselves, being legal adults. She agreed and gave us the presidential suite free of charge, mostly because I worked for her over the summers. She also offered to send a limo to pick us up and drive us into the city. I jumped at the chance, and thanked her profusely.
I called my girlfriend, Liv, and told her I wanted to take her out for her birthday next weekend and to pack overnight stuff. She got excited when I told her it was a surprise and I'd come pick her up next Friday afternoon. I had told her parents so they wouldn't be surprised, and they said it was a fantastic gift to give someone. The rest of the week flew by after that. I withdrew several hundred dollars from my bank account Friday morning, showered, and tried to kill the time until the limo showed up at my house. It finally pulled into the driveway at about 3 that afternoon.
I said bye to my parents and walked outside, carrying a suitcase. The limo driver, a short, gray haired guy named Ozzy, got out and put my suitcase in the trunk. I held out the money for the trip but he refused. "Oh no, sir. Your aunt told me not to charge you for this." He had a strange accent, possibly Eastern European.
Sweet, I thought. How much better can it get? If I only knew...
I gave him Liv's address and we arrived about 5 minutes later at her house. I got out and walked up to her door and rang the doorbell. She answered almost immediately. "Hey! Finally, I was about to call you. Where are w-" she stopped and clapped a hand to her mouth upon seeing the limo, her eyes filling with tears.
I laughed and said, "I told you it was a surprise. Happy birthday!"
Her parents came running and started laughing at her expression. Her mom said, "You're a very lucky girl Olivia, you've got a boyfriend who takes care of you," she motioned to me with a smile and a laugh.
Her dad spoke up. "Have a great time guys. We're going away too so we probably won't see you when you first get back. And a big thank you from us," he said to me with a smile. They waved as we got in the limo and drove away.
Once they were out of sight, Liv turned to me. "Holy shit! A limo?! I hope this didn't cost you too much!"
I smiled at her and said, "It's completely free. All of it. Including the hotel room I booked for us."
Her jaw dropped. "A hotel room? Jesus. But-? How-?" she was at a loss for words. I quickly told her about my aunt's offer and she almost cried. "I knew you treated me like royalty but this is well above and beyond being spoiled. How am I gonna repay you?"
I smiled again. "I don't want anything. As long as you approve, that's all. I take care of my special girl," I kissed her quickly.
"You don't want anything?" she asked surprisingly. Then a mischievous grin and a very familiar glint in her eye followed. "There's absolutely nothing I can do for you? To you?" her hand slowly creeped down the leg of my shorts as she inched her face closer until our noses were touching. "Are you sure? I really want to thank you but I don't know how." She was now tracing circles with her fingers on my shorts, making them narrower and getting closer to my cock every time.
"I'm serious," I said, staring into her pretty hazel eyes. "A simple thank you is enough. Or-that works too," as she stuck her hand down my pants and started stroking my hardening dick.
"I thought it might," she purred, pumping faster and inching her face yet closer so our eyelashes were touching.
I groaned and sat back in the seat. I really hoped the divider separating us and the driver was tinted, not to mention the windows!
Liv leaned in again and started French kissing me, jacking my cock simultaneously. She put the other hand on the back of my head and pulled me close. I was moaning into her mouth regularly at this point as my orgasm approached, waves of pleasure pulsing through me. She responded by shoving her tongue into my mouth to quiet me in case Ozzy heard. This was too much for me. I squirmed and came violently, drenching my boxers and her hand. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, breathing hard.
If that wasn't good enough, Liv withdrew her hand from my pants and slowly, never breaking eye contact, licked my cum off her hand. Sometimes I thought she was a girl with a man's sex drive and behavior. But that's why I loved her, and still do.
"Thanks," I whispered weakly with a smile. "That was amazing."
She seductively swirled her tongue around her finger, licking off the last of my cum, and replied, "I insisted." She leaned in and kissed me hard one last time before taking a seat next to me and resting her head on my shoulder.
I opened a champagne bottle and we had some, even though we were still underage, and we sat, chatting and laughing for the hour until we arrived at the hotel.
Ozzy got out and opened the door for us and went to grab our luggage. He bade us goodbye, and reminded us he would pick us up on Sunday, before driving off.
I knew most of the staff from working here. The receptionists welcomed me happily and checked us in. Our room was on the top floor.
Liv gave a small scream as she saw the sign "Presidential Suite" outside our door and punched my arm in mock anger. "You told me you rented a room, not a fucking suite!"
I laughed and put an arm around her as we entered. "I lied. I told you, for this weekend, you're like my princess."
It was an awesome room. There was a huge LED tv and a double kingsize bed ("All the better," Liv said with a wink). We had our own minibar, fully stocked, and fridge. The bathroom was full size and even had a jacuzzi and full size shower!
"I have a feeling we'll be getting to know this room very well," she said, looking around. "Particularly the shower and jacuzzi."
We walked back to the bedroom where I found a "Do Not Disturb" sign and a note on the bed. It read: