Valentines Day was never a day that Stella took any notice of. Her lover was not romantic and never gave her anything for Valentines Day, nor wanted anything in return. He did not have a romantic bone in his body. Sex with Dave was nice, comfortable and predictable. In fact, normally she would not have thought about it, except that tomorrow was Valentines Day and just once she wanted to be swept off her feet by a male who could make her weak at the knees. Her friends all seemed to be getting all the romance they wanted. Stella realized at this moment that she was missing out. She wanted to reignite and experience the passion she once had with Dave. Was it possible? Was it too late for her and Dave? She wished that things would change for Valentines Day.
Sex with Dave was predictable and she always had to take control. She was tired of it. If Dave would just look into her eyes and demand that she service him, force her to her knees and order her to suck his cock, she'd promise never to complain about her sex life again.
Night was approaching and Stella decided she was tired and wanted to go to bed early. There was no point in thinking about her boring sex life anymore. It is what it is. She pulled back the covers and climbed into bed. She normally slept naked and this night was no exception. It was a hot night and she got out of bed to make sure the window was wide open to let in the cool night air. As she approached the window, she noticed that the moon was exceptionally bright, in fact it had a bluish tinge to it.
"That's weird." Stella thought. "If I was a superstitious person, I'd think that something was definitely out of whack."
She decided that perhaps the blue moon was a sign and maybe if she made a wish it just might come true. Giving in to the whim, Stella made her Valentines Day wish.
Within minutes, she was asleep. It was not long before Stella had a dream or at least she thought it was a dream. It seemed so real. He seemed so real. She could see a handsome face, blonde curls, strong nose, beautiful blue-green eyes and lips so full and sensuous that kissing them would definitely make her knees melt. The only problem she had with the face was that it seemed to be hovering above her. She felt a slight pressure on her wrists, as though she was being held down and then she felt a delicious sensation at the entrance to her pussy. Perhaps she was having a wet dream. She had those before and in the past, had enjoyed them immensely. This time, however, it seemed different. Her legs were being forced open and she could definitely feel something hard and very big gaining entrance to her pussy. She tried to move, tried to wake up, but nothing happened. Struggling did not seem to help.
"What the hell?" Stella exclaimed. "What was going on? Was she going crazy?"
She struggled again and tried move, but nothing happened. She was beginning to think that maybe she would just enjoy the sensations and let the dream progress naturally and stop worrying so much about how strange it all was. Was she really dreaming? It seemed so real.
"Stella, wake up." whispered the blonde Adonis. "I want you awake for this, I want you to feel my rock hard cock inside your cunt and I want your lips around my thick cock."
Stella tried opening her eyes once more and then realized that the curly haired blonde Adonis was in fact real. She opened her mouth to scream, but he placed his hand over her mouth to silence her and calmly told her not to worry. Her wish was about to come true. All she had to do was obey him and she would experience the passion and the pleasure that she so desperately desired.
