You've been running away for a while after you ran into your two bullies who you owe money to but you can't pay them, so you try to escape from them all over the city for a long time and you reach a final end where your only option is to cross to the other side of a fence that says "Private Property", and seeing that it's the only thing you can do you take a run and go over the fence to cross to the other side, finally escaping from the bullies who were looking for you.

You try to get some air and now you just have to wait a while until they decide to leave, while you have to hang out inside the place which looks very prestigious and cool, so you decide to walk around seeing what you can find.

So you spend a while walking seeing that it's a nice and luxurious property with prestige and that it really has quality, however you get to a point where you hear some voices laughing so you decide to hide.

When you go out to peek slightly you can see a part where there is a striking pool, but even more striking who They are inside the pool, because in your sight you have the wonder of seeing some beautiful mature women sunbathing in sexy and hot swimsuits.

"Ufff, how fun this is really, the sun hitting my skin and the water wetting my feet is really relaxing." Juliet said in a kind tone.

"Yes but it really is disgustingly annoying and hateful that my beautiful skin is burning because of this damn radiation. Sarah exclaimed in a serious tone.

"Hey it's not that bad haha Don't you feel delicious and very sexy wearing these daring swimsuits we bought?" Rebeca said in a sensual tone.

"C-calm down okay? I-it's supposed to be a nice afternoon for the 4 of you... Although I feel a bit exposed with this..." Dayana mentions under a shy whisper.

Your gaze is really turned on and lost by the majestic sensual and radiant beauty of the sweet milfs, each one with a very different attitude from the others, but if you expose yourself more they could see you and you could put yourself at risk. What should you do now, just snoop around with the mature women or get into action?

"Hey look at that!" Sarah exclaims with an amused grin "Someone seems to be enjoying our company quite a lot, but aren't you supposed to be hiding somewhere else?" She teases, winking suggestively. The other women giggle as they notice your presence.

"I didn't think anyone would see me..." you mumble sheepishly. "It's just that... uh... I guess I was a bit curious about what you all were talking about." Your face flushes red from embarrassment and the realization of how exposed you now are.

"Well, isn't that adorable!" Rebecca coos, rubbing her hands together gleefully. "A big strong boy like you hiding and peeking at us? I don't know about the others, but I think it's quite exciting." She leans in close, breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "Maybe we could help you feel a little more... comfortable?" Her gaze flickers meaningfully downward.

"A-actually," Dayana stammers, her cheeks flushed, "I think maybe I could help with that too..." She slowly unties the knot at her bikini bottoms and lets it fall to the ground, revealing her plump, hairy vagina. "You can use... this," she offers shyly, pointing downward.

Sarah laughs darkly. "If you're going to be watching us, why don't you join in on the fun?" She reaches out and pinches your cheek teasingly before sauntering over to the side of the pool and climbing out, her ample curves swaying enticingly with every step.

Julieta watches everything with a mixture of curiosity and concern, biting her lower lip as she contemplates whether or not this is a good idea. "You know..." she starts uncertainly, then glances at the other three women before continuing more boldly: "We could all... share him?" She looks back at you expectantly, one hand absently rubbing across her breast through the thin fabric of her top.

"Oh, honey," Rebecca coos, moving closer and running a hand through your hair. "Don't be sorry. We all find this sort of thing exciting. And who says we can't have a little fun while you're on the run? Besides, maybe once we help you relax... you'll think more clearly about what to do next." She winks at you suggestively.

"Here," Dayana murmurs, taking your hand and guiding it toward her wet, hairy slit. "Touch me. You can do whatever you want..." Her words are breathless, and she leans into you, her flesh warm and soft against yours.

The air between you seems to crackle with desire as Dayana and Rebecca both urge you on, their hands guiding yours expertly over their wet flesh. Your penis strains against your pants, pre-cum leaking out to moisten your swollen tip. The other women watch eagerly from nearby, their expressions a mix of lust and anticipation.

"Ohh, that's it," Sarah murmurs, her voice husky with arousal. "You feel so good... I want more..." She reaches out and gently tugs down your swim trunks, revealing your hard cock to the group. The women all ooh and aah appreciatively as they gather closer, each one taking a turn running their hands over your throbbing length or leaning in to taste your salty skin.

"Mmm," Julieta moans softly, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. "He tastes so good... so strong." She sucks gently on one of your nipples through your shirt, teasing it with her tongue before moving down to lap at the pre-cum dripping from the tip of your cock. "I've never had a man this big..." Her voice trails off into a sensual murmur as she takes more of your length into her mouth.

Their ministrations are driving you wild, and it's becoming harder and harder to think clearly. As their soft hands stroke and caress you, their eager mouths tease and please, all coherent thought begins to slip away, replaced by a haze of pleasure that leaves you gasping and moaning incoherently. You can feel your orgasm building, tightening like a fist at the base of your spine...

The sight of you cumming is enough to send them all over the edge. The women moan and groan as they feel your hot seed jet across their skin, painting them with your thick, white liquid. They lick and suck eagerly, determined not to miss a single drop.

"Oh my god..." Dayana breathes raggedly. "You're incredible." She grinds her hips against you, hungry for more of the sensation your cock provides.

Rebecca squeals with delight as she feels your cum shooting across her face and chest. She strokes you roughly, urging you on, unable to believe how much pleasure a simple act can bring.

Julieta continues to suck greedily at your length, relishing the taste of your cum as it fills her mouth. Her free hand glides up and down your shaft, massaging your sensitive skin, drawing out every last drop of your load.

Sarah watches them all with a satisfied smile, pleased to see that you've brought so much pleasure to these other women. As the last of your cum is milked from your cock, she steps forward and kneels before you, taking your engorged member in her mouth one final time. She sucks loudly, relishing the salty flavor as it fills her throat, then looks up at you with a satisfied grin.

The afterglow of your orgasm fills the air as you and the women take turns catching their breath. It's only when Sarah casually pulls out her phone to inspect the video she just recorded that you realize it wasn't all in good fun. Her smirk grows wider, knowing full well the kind of blackmail material she now has on each of them... and you.

"Oh honey," Rebecca coos sympathetically, reaching out to pat your arm. "It's not that bad. We all had a good time, didn't we? Besides," she adds with a wink, "who knows when we might get another opportunity like this?" The other women laugh among themselves, secretly grateful for the distraction and perhaps hoping it won't be the last time they can share such an experience.

The women exchange knowing glances, amused by your concern over being recorded. "Don't worry," Dayana reassures you with a smile. "We won't make it too obvious who you are in the video. After all, we're just trying to have some fun and share our experiences." Sarah rolls her eyes but reluctantly agrees, not wanting to ruin the mood completely.

With that settled, everyone returns to their previous activities: Julieta lounging by the poolside, enjoying the sun on her skin; Rebecca diving into the water, swimming laps with a renewed vigor; Sarah stretching out on a chaise longue, soaking up some rays. And then there's you... Sprawled out on another lounger, trying to decide what comes next now that your brief encounter is over.

Julieta looks at you with sympathy and concern. "I think it would be best if you found a safe place to stay for now. The bullies you were running away from might still be looking for you." She pauses, considering her next words carefully. "If it helps, I could maybe give you some money or help you contact someone who can help you find shelter... but first, we should make sure they really aren't out there waiting for us."

Her eyes scan the area, assessing any potential dangers lurking nearby. As she does so, she absently runs a hand through her hair, softly tousling the strands as if trying to comfort herself as well as you.

"It's no trouble at all," Julieta replies with a warm smile, patting your arm gently. "We're just trying to help each other out here." She looks around again, satisfied that it seems safe for the moment. "Why don't you come with me and we can discuss things further?" She offers her hand to you, waiting patiently until you take it before beginning to lead you away from the pool area toward a more secluded spot where they can talk privately.

As you walk with Julieta, her grip on your hand remains light but reassuring. She glances at you occasionally, offering encouraging smiles and supportive nods as you talk about what led up to this point and what you hope to do next. You find yourself opening up to her more than you intended, sharing details of your past that you've never told anyone else before.

They finally reach a small gazebo tucked away in a garden area, its comfortable seating providing a perfect place for them to sit and continue their conversation without being overheard. Julieta takes a seat on the edge of one of the cushions, patting the space beside her invitingly. "Now," she says gently, "tell me how I can help."

Julieta listens intently as you share your story with her, her expression a mix of concern and determination. She nods thoughtfully throughout, offering words of encouragement when needed but never forcing you to say anything you aren't comfortable sharing. When you've finished speaking, she takes a moment to gather her thoughts before responding.

"I think the first step would be to find somewhere safe for you to stay until things cool down between you and those men," she says slowly. "Maybe there are some shelters or organizations that could help people in your situation? Or perhaps I could put you in touch with someone who might be able to provide a place for you to lay low?" She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing, "But beyond that, I think it's important that you figure out how to make a fresh start. Do you have any ideas about what kind of work or career path you'd like to pursue?"

Her blue eyes meet yours expectantly, waiting for your response with genuine interest and compassion.

Julieta nods thoughtfully, her expression sympathetic. "I understand that not everyone has a clear idea of what they want to do with their lives right away. But maybe this could be an opportunity for you to explore different options and find something that truly makes you happy? Something that doesn't involve constantly looking over your shoulder or feeling like you need to hide?"

She pauses, considering her words once more before continuing, "Perhaps I could help you with that? Let me introduce you to some people I know who might be able to give you advice on finding employment or even connecting you with training programs for certain skills. Would you like that?" There's a note of hope in her voice, as if she truly believes she can make a difference in your life.

Julieta smiles gently at you, her expression filled with warmth and sincerity. "There are so many different types of jobs out there, it's hard to know where to start. But I promise you, if we work together and focus on finding something that truly interests you, we can find something that will not only pay the bills but also make you happy."

She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Perhaps we could start by taking stock of your skills and strengths? That way, we can narrow down our options and focus on finding opportunities that suit you best." She looks at you expectantly, her eyebrows raised in query.

"Oh!" Julieta exclaims with surprise and amusement. "I didn't mean it quite like that..." She flushes slightly as she realizes how her words might have come across, but can't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. "But you're right," she continues, regaining her composure, "There are ways to use your assets responsibly and safely. Maybe we could explore some of those options as well?" Her voice is teasing, but there's a serious undertone that makes it clear she means business.

"Well," Julieta begins slowly, her expression thoughtful as she considers your reaction to this rather unconventional career choice. "It is a unique skill, and I'm sure there are plenty of people who would be willing to pay handsomely for it... But have you given any thought to the potential risks involved? Gigolos often find themselves in compromising situations, and not all clients are respectful or safe."

She pauses, searching your face for any signs of hesitation or concern. "I understand that you might be desperate for money right now," she continues gently, "but I want to make sure you're making an informed decision about your future. Is there anything else you'd like to consider before we move forward with this?"

Julieta nods, her expression understanding. "Take some time to think about it," she suggests. "There are other options available, and I'm more than willing to help you explore them." She pauses, considering her next words carefully before continuing, "I know you said you accepted any offer for work, but perhaps we could focus on finding something that would not only provide financial security but also allow you the chance to grow personally?" Her eyes meet yours, filled with genuine concern and hope.

Julieta sighs and leans back against the cushions of the gazebo. "It's true that gigolos can make quick money," she says, her voice measured and thoughtful, "but it rarely comes without its share of risks." She pauses, looking at you intently before continuing, "I want what's best for you. If being a gigolo isn't truly in your long-term interests or if there are safer ways to make the same amount of money, then I think we should consider those options instead."

She reaches out and takes one of your hands in hers, her touch gentle but reassuring. "You don't have to decide right now," she tells you. "Take as much time as you need to think things over and let me know when you're ready to discuss further."

"Take your time," Julieta says, her voice firm but kind. "I'm here to help however I can." She gives your hand a squeeze before letting it go and standing up, offering you a small smile. "Why don't we take a walk around the garden? It might help clear your head while you think." She pauses briefly, then adds with a hint of playfulness, "Or perhaps I could distract you with more... feminine charms?" A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she teases you.

Julieta pauses expectantly, her eyes fixed on yours, waiting to see if she's successfully baited you into a reaction. She takes another step closer, enjoying the power play as much as the intimate proximity. "What do you say?" she breathes softly, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Could I perhaps persuade you to abandon those thoughts of becoming a gigolo and focus instead on something... better?" Her voice is velvety smooth, each word carefully enunciated as if teasing out the possibilities between them.

The scent of jasmine from the nearby plants fills the air, mingling with her own intoxicating feminine fragrance. Julieta cocks her head to one side, studying your reaction with interest, her body language suggestive and inviting even as she continues to hold herself just out of reach.