The grand finale of the sex games

He had succeeded. Harry was in last round in the Sex Games.

He wasn't the most experienced sexually man on the planet. At age 25 He had only lost his virginity 1 year earlier.

A few of the tasks he'd been required to complete throughout the tournament were an awe-inspiring experience for his newly awakening sexual desire.

The first round was a threesome competition. Two phrases he'd never thought of being within the same phrase.

Evidently, both blonde ladies that he had been grouped together with had a lower score in threesomes than he. Harry had believed they were pretty decent.

However, he also was a relatively newbie with a limited amount of knowledge about these issues.

The voice that was disembodied by the Judge on the tannoy simply declared him the winner after he'd completed.

The blondes were swiftly removed from the room shortly following. He hoped that they'd be fine. He was worried to think about their fate.

It wasn't always enjoyable in the Sex Games

There was indeed lots of prize money at stake. Harry was beginning to think about whether the prize was worth it all.

He was looking forward to his round. round just a few days prior. The assumption was that he'd be to put his dick in somebody's antics.

He wasn't expecting to be on the receiving side. It was definitely an experience that he was not sure that he would repeat.

Then he was the final man standing at the Sex Games. His body was damaged and battered.

Every orifice was aching from the overuse. He knew he had one more round to go.

He stood before the dark wooden, ominous door.

On the other hand is the last issue to the Sex Games.

If he was able to make it through the final session, Harry wouldn't need to worry about money again. In the midst of his nakedness, Harry summoned the strength to open the door.

He didn't realise what he'd expected. This wasn't it.

Harry discovered himself in a room that was circular.

The walls were constructed of huge, rough, stone bricks. They looked like a mediaeval prison. There were antique fire torches burning on wall-mounted brackets.

To his left there were three tiny holes between the bricks.

The lighting was not good enough for him to be able to see what was on the other side. They were at the crotch's height and the man had an idea of what the possibility was.

"Congratulations on making it to the final round."

The soft, emotionless tinny sound of the Judge's voice over the tannoy was enough to make Harry leap. He glanced at the ceiling and noticed a loudspeaker fixed to the wall. It sat out like the tip of a sore thumb.

The room was silent once more. Harry was unsure if the room was going to be quiet or not.

"Thank you?" He replied.

"You're welcome."

The emotion had slipped into the Judge's normally boring tone. If Harry was to guess that it was an understated thrill.

The final episode of the Sex Games was almost here

"Behind every hole lies an individual lady," the Judge continued. "When you insert your dick inside each hole you'll feel sexy on the opposite side."

Harry's mind was racing with possibilities. Harry wondered what might happen next.

"Two ladies are complete strangers." was the verdict of the judge on the tannoy. "One woman has had a friendship with the Judge. The three of them are here on their own at their own discretion."

The hairs on his back neck grow. He was waiting for the Judge to explain his case before he was completely terrified.

"For Final Round of Sex Games, you'll need to punch every hole. Your task is to identify which women you've known."

"Cum inside them " to indicate your preference. Each one of them is told not to speak. Start when you're ready."

Harry was forced to get his anxieties aside.

He thought about turning his back and walking out the same way he entered. The thought vanished as fast as it appeared once it was realised the doors would certainly be locked.

It was time to take home the Sex Games

He placed his cock that was overworked in his palm and slowly pumped it. The process of getting an erection was now an entirely mechanical process in the past few days.

In a matter of seconds the enormous dick was sitting at a rock-hard side towards his body.

His feet took over the cold concrete floor and up into the hole that was first. There were a few squeaks of anticipation from the distance beyond.

He put his dick in an opening in the wall.

It fell into the hot, wet, squishy. It had clearly been prepared to be ready for his arrival.

A few sighs of pleasure escaped the gap. He pulled back a bit and then thrust his body back into the gap, with a greater force this time. He moaned the exact same way. It was not familiar.

He pulled his cock out and a whisper of displeasure accompanied it. Harry was smiling as he made his way towards another hole.

He repeated the procedure with another slick , smooth sexy babe.

It was more secure than the previous one.

The vocalisations that followed were not familiar. He pushed into the deep once more while taking pleasure in the tightness of the second cunt.

He pulled it out again, before he reached the third hole, which is the final one.

In defiance of his fears, he put his dick in the third piss. The breathy groan which shot through the wall had a feeling of familiarity.

He was pretty sure that it was the same woman with whom he was friends.

Harry decided to go with his gut and then sucked his pussy hot. The noises she made only assured him that he'd made the right choice.

He sat his hands against the rough wall as he entered the mysterious woman.

"Correct," came the Judge's voice on the tannoy. "The funds will transfer to your bank account. Congratulations."

Harry was able to get out of the room and took a moment to take a breath. Harry had done it. He won The Sex Games.

The sounds of women changing positions behind the wall rang through his ears when they were getting up. The heart stopped as the voice of the third woman was heard across the gap.

"See ya, Harold."

There was one person who died the other day. The man he called his mommy.