It's not us! We're just cursed!

The house is old, and everything in it is noisy. The muggy Florida night is far too warm, and there’s no AC. Your wobbly ceiling fan is all you have as you lie in the dark, damp with sweat. Your erection aches, but you’re too exhausted to do anything about it. Your package is free of your boxers, shaft standing up proudly.

A sound from the hallway makes your thudding heart stop for a moment. You haven’t been in this house long enough to know every little sound. It’s loud even when nothing’s happening: old pipes, unreliable beams, and you’re well outside town, which means there are animals as well. Frogs and cicadas are especially obtrusive.

The hinges of your door squeal theatrically, far louder than anything else. You sit up instinctively, mattress squeaking. Your eyes have adjusted, but it’s still too dark to make much out. The intruder tiptoes to the bed, at least mindful of the noise she makes. She climbs on, and the scuffing of the sheets and whine of the bedsprings sounds like a concert.

You clench your teeth as a hot mouth envelopes your cock. There is no hesitation, but lots of impatience. You’ll know who she is if you touch her hair, but you keep your hands where they are, gripping the covers. This situation isn’t new, but that doesn’t make it comfortable. She sucks hard, then stops, and you realize what’s happening too late. You lie back as the musky scent of arousal hits. A sweaty thigh brushes your face as your guest pushily makes it a 69. This can’t stay anonymous, but you aren’t thinking at your clearest. You weren’t looking for a face full of this, but since you have one, you use your tongue, instinctively looking for a clitoris.

She gasps, and you freeze. Her body becomes as hard as steel as she does the same.

That gasp was too loud. Much too loud. One second. Two seconds. A door handle turns. Hinges wail.

Feet thud and slap the floor of the hallway. Swearing, you try to sit up, but she doesn’t want you to. You push her off as your door bursts open, shadowy figures flooding in and piling onto your bed.