Gardenia Hentai Novels & Stories

The picture frame of Xenia stood on the bedside table behind me, and although my back had been turned towards it, I could feel her eyes boring into my back, like she was watching me. There was the silence and pitter-patter of rain as I sat isolated amongst the inhabitants of my balcony, watching the Smeraldo flowers now taken over the whole of my garden, scent of it high in the air, the scent of Xenia. Who knew there would be a day where I would find Smeraldo’s of all flowers blooming in my garden but faintly there wasn’t the certain thief that I knew who would be there to steal them. I still had on my black ceramic mask on, my hollow, hopeless eyes waiting for that one moment to see Xenia s

Kenzo said and Yara blushed. They entered the garden and Yara was really amazed by the flowers that were arranged beautifully around the area. There were roses, orchids, tulips, lotus, gazania, water lilies, cherry blossom, bird of paradise, and dahlia. She was smelling each kind and touching their petals. "Like it?" Kenzo asked. "Yeah, this is amazing." Yara said and smiled at Kenzo. All their tantrums a while ago faded.

Adena had no idea that there was a garden behind the house, she couldn't wait to see it. "Just gimme five minutes" she answered and leaped out of bed and into the bathroom. Within minutes, she came out and threw on one of the flimsy gowns that Liliana had presented to her when she came newly. "Let's go then" she said with enthusiasm. Antoinette giggled, leading the way to the garden. "Woah" Adena gasped, taking in the beauty of the backyard garden. It was breathtaking. The garden stretched over five hectares of land, with different fruits growing in an orderly arrangement.

Giving Higan a condom to put on, I squirted a decent amount of lube on my hand before rubbing it on his latex covered dick. He lay back on the pillows and I got on top of him before slowly guiding him inside me. I began to move, my ass bouncing on his dick and I rested my hands on his chest as I moaned at the fullness. Higan held my ass, kneading and groping the flesh as he let me ride him to my heart's content.

"Haha…! No, little girl! You don't stand the chance! But don't you worry, I'll help you! I'll f**k you instead and quite well too!!" St.gardens"....."

Rena said pleasantly, making Shine snort in amusement. A knock on the door startled Rena. She quickly hid her bracelet under a long shirt that almost covered half of her palm. "Are you… resting?" Gania's awkward smile at the door made Rena nod. "Is there anything I can help you with?" Rena asked. Gania's smile grew wider when she heard Rena's question. "I want to talk with you. I'm bored here alone. They're all gone." Gania grabbed Rena's arm and took her to the palace garden.

St Just smiled stiffly and hauling Bianca to his side, he said, “Come on, sugar. Let’s go get ourselves some fresh air.” They stepped to the side and made their way out, Bianca clinging to St Just’s arm. When they reached the little door, he pushed it open tentatively and Bianca gasped in surprise. A tiny garden, with rose vines spilling blooms of every hue, and a heavenly scent with a marble altar at the center confronted them. She waltzed around laughing, her head tipped back and then came to him. Leaning into him, her face upturned, she breathed, “Make love to me, Finn, make love to me, here in this magical garden.”

Isla laughed at her. Outside, she lay on the swim chair by the pool for fresh air, facing the small gate with the colorful flowers. The gardener, a girl who describes herself as “an earth girl, keeping in touch with Mother Earth, planted hyacinths and marigolds, purple hibiscuses, and green flowers: zinnias, wild cactus and snake plants. The garden had a goose and kept a caged parrot. Zara walked in, taking in the aesthetic look, inhaling the sweet scent of flowers and listening to the chatter of birds.

Without that woman's presence here in Green Jade Garden, it felt like the entire house was serene and refreshing. "Is that so?" Hansen's heart fluttered as the image of Jenna's pale but alluring face appeared before his eyes. It would be stunning if there could be a little more blush on that pretty face of hers. With the thought of this, an affectionate smile made its way onto his face.

The garden blurred around them—colors vibrant, scents of earth and blooms mixing with Teresa's musk—as orgasm approached, sharper in the open air. Lena sensed it, increasing the pressure, her free hand kneading Teresa's ass, a finger circling her tight rear entrance without entering, adding a spark of tease. "Let go," she ordered, and Teresa did, crying out as her body convulsed, pussy clenching around those invading fingers, cum spilling onto Lena's tongue. She lapped it up, prolonging the shudders until Teresa slumped, panting, the sun kissing her flushed skin. Lena stood, brushing dirt from her knees, her own arousal evident in the flush creeping up her neck—a crack in her rigid facade. "