the video goes viral

Maya sat at the kitchen table, scrolling through her phone as she ate breakfast. The “couple announcement” video she and Jake had posted the night before had already gone viral. Millions of views, thousands of comments, and her follower count was skyrocketing. She couldn’t help but smile as she read through the comments.

User123: OMG, you two are so hot together! When’s the collab content coming?

BigFan88: The age gap is everything. Please tell me you’re doing couple photoshoots soon!

JakeTheSnake: Thanks for all the love, everyone! Stay tuned for more from me and my girl.

Maya giggled at Jake’s comment. He was really leaning into the role, and she had to admit, it was kind of fun. The attention was intoxicating, and the idea of doing more content with Jake was tempting.

Just then, Adin stormed into the kitchen, his face red with anger. “Mom, what the hell is going on?”

Maya looked up, surprised. “Good morning to you too, Adin. What’s wrong?”

Adin slammed his phone down on the table. “What’s wrong? How about the fact that all my friends are texting me, saying you and Jake are dating? What the hell, Mom?”

Maya sighed, setting her phone down. “Adin, calm down. It’s just for the brand. Jake and I aren’t actually dating. It’s all for content.”

Adin stared at her, his eyes narrowing. “Content? Mom, do you have any idea how weird this is? Jake’s my best friend, and now everyone thinks he’s dating my mom. It’s disgusting.”

Maya rolled her eyes, trying to keep her tone light. “Adin, it’s not that big of a deal. It’s just a bit of fun. And look—” she held up her phone, showing him the comments. “People love it. It’s good for my brand.”

Adin glanced at the screen, his expression growing even more frustrated. “I don’t care about your brand, Mom. This is my life too. And Jake? Seriously? You know how he is. He’s probably loving this way too much.”

Maya sighed, reaching out to pat his hand. “Adin, I know this is weird for you, but trust me, it’s just for show. Jake and I are being professional about it. Nothing weird is going to happen.”

Adin didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t argue further. Instead, he grabbed his phone and stormed out of the kitchen, muttering something about calling Jake.

Later that day, Adin and Jake were on a call, and it didn’t take long for the conversation to turn heated.

“What the hell, Jake?” Adin shouted, pacing his room. “You’re really out here pretending to date my mom? Are you serious?”

Jake chuckled on the other end of the line. “Relax, Adin. It’s just for clout. You know how this stuff works. It’s all for the brand.”

“The brand? Dude, this is my mom we’re talking about. Do you have any idea how weird this is for me?”

Jake’s tone turned teasing. “Come on, Adin. You’re overreacting. Your mom’s hot, and people love the whole ‘MILF and young guy’ thing. It’s just content.”

Adin’s frustration boiled over. “Content? Jake, you’re my best friend. How could you do this without even talking to me first? And don’t think I don’t know how you’re looking at her. I see the way you act around her.”

Jake’s voice dropped, losing its playful edge. “Look, Adin, I get that this is weird for you, but your mom’s a grown woman. She can make her own decisions. And if she wants to do this with me, that’s her choice.”

Adin clenched his fists, his anger reaching its peak. “You’re such a dick, Jake. I swear, if you do anything weird with my mom, we’re done. You hear me? Done.”

Jake sighed, his tone softening slightly. “Alright, alright. I get it. I’ll keep it professional. But you gotta chill, Adin. This is just business.”

Adin didn’t respond. He just hung up the phone, feeling more frustrated than ever.

Meanwhile, Maya was scrolling through more comments on her phone, a small smile on her face. The attention was overwhelming, but she couldn’t deny that she was enjoying it.

LoverBoy123: Please tell me you’re doing intimate content together. The chemistry is unreal!

User69: We need a photoshoot of you two together. Like, ASAP.

Maya giggled, feeling a thrill of excitement. Maybe Jake was right. Maybe this was exactly what her brand needed.

Maya stood in front of her mirror, adjusting the straps of her black lace lingerie. She’d packed a few extra outfits for the photoshoot with Jake, including a sheer robe and a pair of thigh-high stockings. She knew today’s content would be more intimate than anything she’d done before, but she was determined to keep it professional.

As she grabbed her bag and headed for the door, Adin appeared in the hallway, his arms crossed and his expression tense.

“Where are you going?” he asked, his voice sharp.

Maya sighed, trying to keep her tone calm. “I’m meeting Jake to film some more content. It’s just business, Adin. Relax.”

Adin’s jaw tightened. “Business? Mom, this whole thing is getting out of hand. You’re not actually dating Jake, but everyone thinks you are. Do you have any idea how weird that is for me?”

Maya stepped closer, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Adin, I get that this is uncomfortable for you, but I’m a grown woman, and so is Jake. You need to trust us to handle this professionally. It’s just content, okay?”

Adin didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t argue further. “Fine. But if Jake does anything weird, I’m done with him. And you.”

Maya nodded, giving him a reassuring smile. “I promise, it’s just business. I’ll see you later, okay?”

When Maya arrived at Jake’s place, he greeted her with a playful grin and a smack on her ass that made her cheeks jiggle.

“Damn, Maya,” he said, his eyes raking over her body. “You look incredible.”

Maya giggled, swatting his arm. “Jake, behave. We’re here to work, remember?”

Jake smirked, stepping aside to let her in. “Yeah, yeah. Professional. Got it.”

As they set up for the photoshoot, Maya and Jake chatted about how wild their situation was.

“You know,” Jake said, adjusting the camera, “I never expected to be doing this with my best friend’s mom. It’s kinda crazy, right?”

Maya laughed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “It is crazy. But it’s also kind of fun. I mean, who would’ve thought I’d be doing something like this at my age?”

Jake grinned, his eyes lingering on her. “Well, you’re killing it. And honestly? I think this is just the beginning.”

Maya smiled, feeling a rush of excitement. “So, what’s the plan for today?”

Jake sat down next to her, his tone turning serious. “Alright, so we’ll start with some couple shots—you know, the usual sexy stuff. But then I was thinking we could do something a little more... daring. Like, a picture of us ‘fucking,’ but without actually fucking. We’ll just find a way to fake it.”

Maya raised an eyebrow, considering the idea. “That could work. It’s a good compromise—spicy enough to get people talking, but still tasteful.”

Jake nodded, his grin returning. “Exactly. And then, for the last shot, I was thinking we could show the ‘aftermath’ of a scene. Like, I could... you know, cum on your butt cheek to make it look like we just got done.”

Maya’s eyes widened, and she laughed nervously. “Jake, that’s... that’s a lot. Are you sure that’s necessary?”

Jake shrugged, his tone casual. “It’s just for the shot, Maya. Totally professional. And it’ll drive your engagement through the roof.”

Maya hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Alright. Let’s do it.”

The photoshoot began with the usual couple shots. Maya and Jake posed together, their chemistry undeniable. Jake’s hands lingered on her waist, her hips, her thighs, and he couldn’t resist sneaking in a few playful smacks on her ass. Each time, Maya giggled and scolded him, but she didn’t stop him.

Maya stood near the edge of Jake’s bed, hands fiddling with the hem of her sheer lingerie. She had picked something daring—thin black lace that barely covered her, fishnet stockings gripping her thighs—but now, standing under Jake’s intense stare, she felt… small. Exposed.

"Are you sure this looks okay?" she murmured, voice barely above a whisper.

Jake sat on the bed, leaning back on his hands, wearing nothing but a pair of low-hanging sweatpants. No shirt. No boxers from what she could tell. His abs tensed slightly when he shifted, his broad chest rising and falling as he dragged his gaze over her.

He smirked. "Maya, you look fucking incredible."

She swallowed, heat creeping up her neck. Even after all the photos they’d taken together, she still wasn’t used to being looked at like that—like she was something Jake wanted to devour.

"Alright," he said, sitting up. "Let’s start with the first shot. Hands and knees, facing away from me."

Maya hesitated, then slowly crawled onto the bed, the mattress dipping under her weight. She knew what this pose was supposed to be—her ass perfectly aligned where his cock would be if this weren’t just for show. The thought made her cheeks burn.

Jake moved behind her, and she could feel the heat of his body even without direct contact. One of his hands slid into her long black hair, gathering it at the base of her skull. He pulled—not hard, just enough to tilt her head back, just enough to make her feel it.

Her breath hitched.

"Hold still," Jake murmured.

The camera clicked.

Maya let out a slow exhale, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her. She was hyper-aware of everything—his strength, his proximity, the way he seemed completely at ease while she felt like she was seconds away from overheating.

Jake released her hair slowly, his fingers dragging down her spine as he adjusted for the next shot.

"Next one," he said, voice rougher. "backshots. My hand on your ass."

Maya bit her lip but nodded. She shifted, adjusting her posture as Jake settled behind her, placing one broad palm over the soft swell of her ass. His fingers spread, gripping slightly—maybe too much, maybe on purpose.

The camera clicked again, but neither of them moved.

Jake exhaled through his nose, his grip tightening. "Maya…"

She swallowed. "Y-yeah?"

He didn’t answer. Instead, his hand lifted—and then came down in a sharp, deliberate smack.

The sound cracked through the air. Maya gasped, lurching forward slightly, but Jake’s other hand steadied her. The sting bloomed into warmth, and she buried her face in her arms, mortified at how flustered she felt.

Jake chuckled, kneading the spot where he’d spanked her. "Sorry. Couldn’t help it."

Maya giggles "You're so silly"

The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the ring light and the sound of Maya’s breathing as she lay on her stomach, her ass perfectly arched and framed for the camera. Jake knelt behind her, his jeans unzipped, his cock in his hand, already hard and throbbing. The sight of Maya’s round, jiggly ass was driving him wild, and he couldn’t believe he was about to do this.

“Alright, Maya,” Jake said, his voice low and rough. “This is the ‘aftermath’ shot. Just... stay still, okay?”

Maya giggled nervously, glancing over her shoulder at him. “You’re really going to do it, huh? Cum on your best friend’s mom’s ass?”

Jake smirked, his cock twitching in his hand. “Hell yeah, I am. You’re the hottest woman I’ve ever seen, Maya. I’d be stupid not to.”

Maya blushed, her cheeks turning a deep shade of pink. “You’re such a silly boy, Jake. But... okay. Let’s do it.”

"Stay still," he muttered, voice rough, low.

Maya’s hands clenched around the sheets. "O-okay."

She swallowed hard, acutely aware of the position they were in—how easy it would be for this to turn into something more. The realization made her thighs press together, her stomach tightening as she felt him shift closer, the heat of his body almost grazing hers.

"Fuck, Maya…" His voice was strained, wrecked. His strokes were getting faster, more ****, the slick sounds filling the air between them. "You look so fucking good like this."

Maya burned at his words, her body betraying her, her hips almost pressing back into him before she caught herself.

She bit her lip, her voice barely above a whisper. "J-Jake…"

"Mmm?" His grip on her waist tightened, fingers pressing into her soft skin. "You like this?"

She shuddered but didn’t answer. Couldn’t.

And then—she felt him get closer.

The heat of his body above her, the slow drag of his fingertips up her spine. And suddenly, she couldn’t stop herself. She moved.

A subtle roll of her hips, just enough to mimic the rhythm they weren’t actually doing.

Jake let out a harsh groan. "Fuck—Maya—"

His grip turned bruising, his body tensing behind her. "Keep doing that."

Maya exhaled shakily but obeyed—rocking her hips back slightly, just enough to make it feel real without actually crossing the line. She wasn’t even looking at him, her face turned down, her fingers twisting in the sheets like she didn’t want to acknowledge what she was doing.

But she was doing it.

And Jake was losing his mind.

"Jesus—" His breath hitched, his strokes turning erratic. "I’m—fuck—I’m gonna—"

And then it happened.

The first thick pulse of heat hit her ass, streaking across her soft skin. His body jerked, deep groans spilling from his throat as he came hard, hot ropes dripping down the dip of her back.

Maya’s breath caught. She should have stopped moving. She should have.

But she didn’t.

She kept rocking her hips, even as he twitched behind her, even as more warmth spilled onto her skin, as if she wanted to feel all of it.

Jake let out a strangled groan, gripping her hips like she was driving him insane. "Fuck, Maya—"

And only then did she slow.

The room was thick with heat, their breaths uneven, the only sound between them the lingering echoes of what they’d just done.

Maya froze, her body still trembling slightly, feeling every drop of warmth painting her skin.

A long silence stretched between them.

Then—finally—Jake let out a breathless chuckle. "Jesus Christ, Maya…"

Maya swallowed hard, mortified at herself. "I—I just did that for the photoshoot," she blurted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jake huffed out another breath, sitting back slightly, his hands still heavy on her waist. "Sure you did."

Maya squeezed her eyes shut. "I did!"

"Mmhmm." His thumbs dragged along her skin, slow and teasing. "Real professional of you to keep moving while I was—"

"Jake, stop," she whined, covering her face.

He grinned. "I should stop? You’re the one who was grinding on me like we weren’t faking it."

"I—I wasn’t—!" She groaned, hating how warm her face was. "It just—felt like the right thing to do for the shot!"

Jake smirked. "Right. For the shot."

Maya buried her face in her arms, completely embarrassed. "You are impossible."

Jake chuckled, reaching for his phone. "Wanna see how the picture turned out?"

Maya peeked at him, still pink-faced. "It looks good?"

Jake swiped through the images, tilting the screen toward her. "Oh, it looks real as fuck."

Maya hesitated, then glanced at the screen—and holy shit.

The angle. The lighting. The sheer mess on her skin.

It didn’t just look real.

It looked like they’d actually done it.

She swallowed hard. "This is… insane."

Jake leaned in slightly. "Insanely hot."

Maya bit her lip, glancing at the time. "I—I should go."

Jake raised an eyebrow, amused. "Why? You feeling guilty?"

"No!" she said quickly. "I just—" She exhaled. "I need to clear my head."

Jake grinned, stretching lazily. "Yeah? Well, think about this while you do." His fingers dragged lazily along her hip one last time. "You kept moving."

Maya shivered, yanking down her shirt as she stood up. "Shut up, Jake."

He just grinned wider, watching her grab her bag. "See you for the next shoot?"

Maya exhaled, giving him one last look. "We’ll see."

And with that, she walked out.