Better sex if you wait a while

Jessica and I had been dating for over a year now. I loved her and she loved me back. Sometimes we whould hang at dinner after college classes out but most of the time it there was sex involved.

Jessica believed that sex was important in a relationship and I had read numerous books about relationships that did mention sex as a very important form of communicative passion between two humans in love. I made love slow and as passionatley as I could to her because I really loved this girl. She insisted that we should have sex everyday but I limited it to three times a week because we were both in college and had massive workloads. Jessica was a little disappointed because I knew she liked the sex keeping our stress down but she later agreed.

"We'll do it on one of the weekends and on Wednesdays and Fridays." she said.

"This is good cause it'll give us an excuse to do other things together other than sex every night." I explained.

"Well we do talk a lot in bed after the sex and get to know each other more." Jessica said. "I'll miss that. I think I miss it already."

"Hahaha don't worry Jess." I laughted rubbing her shoulder. "I promice the sex will feel better if we skip a day or too. You'll see."

The next day was a Monday, on which something quite unexpected happened. I was called back home in Indiana for a family emergency. My mother had falled down the steps and fractured her leg. She lived alone with our dog since my father was abroad for a business procedure. I had to drive home for five hours straight and help nurse he for a few days. She went to the hospital to get a leg plaster and said in a few months she'll be ready to walk again. I send letters of excuses to all my professors at college that I might be off for a week and that I'll be able to return by Saturday. I even messaged Jessica about this and she was concerned about my mothers health. She was also disappointed that she would not see me for a week. I could hear her crying over the phone that she didn't have a car to come see me and she could not leave college because of work. I told her I would return back on saturday and take her on an amazing date.

A week went by and my mother said she could take care of herself on her own now. I was driving back to college on the promised Saturday return. It was about 10:30pm when I arrived and I was looking forward to getting to my dormroom. I had not talked to Jessica for three days. She would not answer her phone and whenever I sent her "I love you" texts she never replied back. I got a little worried about what was going on. She must be feeling so lonely that she didn't even want to think about me... eventhough that doesn't make any sense. Just to make sure she was ok I first stopped by her dorm. She was not there. Maybe out with her friends or something.

I arrived at my dorm and entered my room, threw my bad and my keys on ths floor and collasped on my bed. I was asleep for about two hours when I heard a loud banging on my door. I looked at my aram clock which said 1am in the morning. I got up, streached myself and opened the door.

It was Jessica. Before I could say hi or kiss her she jumped on me, wrapping her legs around me and pushing me on the ground. I was a little surprised cause she had not done that ever since the first time we had sex. She furiously kissed me then she drew her fist back and hit me really hard on my shoulder.

"Ouch!" W-what you do that for." I asked a little confused.

"Thats for not taking me with you to your house." said Jessica. She hit me another time on the shoulder. "And thats for torturing me with the love texts."

Jessica was going to hit me again but I held her back and glared. She was breating hard with anger and frustration. I had never seen her like this.

Then suddenly Jessica broke into tears and sobbed "Do you know how much I missed you?" She started slowly kissing me. I kissed her and let my back fall on the floor and her fall onto me. We were kissing like crazy then, out lips were wet and out toungs were interlocking with a lot of flexability.

I shut my room door with my foot and then got on top of Jessica. She took off her top and I started sucking her breasts. They has gotten slightly bigger than the first time we had sex and she had always wanted me to comment on them during our sex nights. I had always told her I loved them and I was not lying. They were the mose amasing breasts I have ever seen. I don't think any other womans breasts could beat those. She took off her jeans and I helped get her panty off. She undid my pants and I guided my full boner cock in between her legs.

When I entered Jessica she gave a huge gasp and dug her nails into my back. I felt an amasing surge of pleasure in my cock which I had only felt when I had sex for the first time with her. I started to thrust in and out. Jessica moaned louder than I had ever heard her moan before.

"Ah.. oh God Ah... h-harder." she begged me. "Harder p-please."

That turned me on even more and my thrusing speed increased. Jessica's nails dug slightly deeped into my back. I could feel them pressing harder against my skin. My cock was feeling so good in her hot, slippery and wet pussy.

"Gah... ah Jess I love you." I said and kissed her and pushed some of her pretty blond hair back from her face.

"I-I love... ah.. oh... you tooooo!" she managed to say gasing, moaning and taking all my massive pushes with my cock. I was about to climax and tell her but she beat me to it.

"Ah I'm cumming... I'M CUMMMING.... I'M AHHHHHHHHHHHHH." screamed Jessica and she squrted a gushing amount of her vaginal juices onto my cock. I was still ramming her pussy. She started shaking and her nails which were already deep in my back scrached me and I started bleeding.

At that momen I felt a mixture of pain and my climax. It was more intense than ever. My hot sticky load shot out of my dick and I could feel a lot of it flowing into Jessica. And I gave a sharp painful gasp when she scrached me on my back.

I fell on her, wet and sweaty. Jessica looked at her fingers. There was blood on them. She didn't say anything and lay there looking at my room ceiling still panting from the orgasm and rough intercourse. I got off of her and also looked at the ceiling.

We were speechless for a while because the sex we just had was different. It felt different. We were two lovers making a passionate moment but the orgasms and the feelings were more unique than any other sex we had had in the entire year we were together.

"Did you feel like this was special?" I asked Jessica.

"Reminds me of the time I first had sex. It was with some guy in highschool I don't even remember anymore. It was painful at first but felt good later on." she said without looking at me. "It was way before I met you."

"Yeah you've told me that." I said.

Jessica looked at me. "What did you feel?"

"It felt like the first time I made love to you." I said smiling "It was that amazing night you jumped onto me and took my virginty remember."

Jessica got onto me and kissed me. "Sorry I hurt you. I hope you dont get any scars on your back."

"I dont care. You can do whatever you want to do to me." I said and kised her back.

Jessica go some antibacterial wipes, cleaned and bandaged my back. We slep together on my bed that night.

The reason why thet night was so special was mainly because we had not had sex in a while. Before that in order to satisfy Jessica I was having sex with her everynight and I had to admit one day that I grew tired of it. I felt like it was a chore and that Jessica was taking it too far sometimes. But when we could not see each other for a whole week our absense made us love and imbrace each other even more and the sex became very memorable. I told Jessica this theory and she had to agree that it worked well. So we mad a deal and decided to have sex twice a week on Wednesdays and Saturdays. She promised not to masturbate and I promised her that too. We whould save out climaxed for each other only.

I have to say that after four years I've always looked forward to making love to Jessica. Every week in my life has two very special sex days and those days are pretty much the best days of my life.