"So just cut off his dick."
Elin giggled. "Yeah, right, like Lorena Bobbitt did to her husband. I have a little surprise for him for Valentine's Day."
"What?"
"You'll see."
"Please tell me!" Josefin begged.
"I will tell you this, sweet sis, I'm going to humiliate him like he humiliated me." Elin began to sing "Taming the Tiger" by Joni Mitchell. "No, make that I am going to humiliate him
worse
than he did me."
"How?"
"He's meeting me in Vegas on Valentine's Day. I hinted to him that maybe we can get back together."
Josefin smirked. "Oh, I bet that made his cheating heart skip a beat. He would do just about anything if he thought he might be able to avoid paying you several hundred million dollars in a divorce settlement I suspect."
"Exactly."
"So what's the plan?"
"What would be totally embarrassing to a macho celebrity who prides himself on his sexual conquests? What would make him a laughingstock in the eyes of his buddies like that fat fuck Chuck or Airbag Jordan?"
"What?"
"Maybe you'd like to see for yourself."
"Yes!"
"That's good, Josefin, because you're going to Vegas with me."
"I am?"
"And you are going to engage in kinky sexual relations with my husband."
"I am?"
"Sure, why not, just about everybody else has. How do you think I enticed him to meet me in Vegas? He always has had a thing for you, sis. I mean, even though we are identical twins, your boobs are bigger than mine. What have we learned from all these reports of Tiger's mistresses?"
"What?"
"He is into threesomes and kinky stuff with porn stars and sluts. You know, I think that was the problem with Tiger and me. Our sex life was too vanilla, so he looked elsewhere for wild and crazy. I'm going to give him what he wants, and more. Then I'm going to take as much of his money as possible. But what else I have planned will cause him even more high anxiety."
"I'm a lesbian, Elin. I don't relish the idea of sucking a big black cock, or any cock for that matter."
"Yes, I know, Josefin. It's not my favorite thing to do either. So I acquired the services of this hot redhead who is a porn star to participate in our little orgy. Her professional name is Sarah Slurp. Tiger jumped like a shark at the idea of including her. Sarah agreed on the condition, well besides the $25,000, that she could bring a friend. He's a star too, but she said he insists that his identity remain secret, so he'll wear a mask. Although she did tell me his identity, and it fits my diabolical plan perfectly."
"Wow, this is getting kinkier by the minute."
"Here's some pics of Sarah." Elin handed Josefin the little net book for a peek.
Josefin's eyes bulged. "And I get to muff her?"
"Sure you do." I told Tiger we would start off with some girl on girl action, and while he watched we would take turns sucking his dick."
"Count me in for this caper, but please make my turns at the cock sucking short ones and my turns at the muff diving long ones."
* * *
"Hey Tiger, what's up? About time you called me back."
"I've been busy, Chuck. You know what's usually upβme. But Rachel and Jaimee and Theresa and Veronica and Holly and Kalika and Cori and Mindy and the others have been taking care of that."
"Remember that Christmas a few years back when you and I and Michael got together and you kept singing that carol? 'I'm Dreaming of a White Mistress' it was. Talk about dreams come true. You got a real white ho harem now. So are you really giving up golf for awhile to get your affairs in order?" Barkley began to laugh hysterically.
"Yeah, if I get another couple hundred hot white chicks to make my putter stand up, maybe I'll catch up with you and Michael."
"None of us will ever catch up with Wilt. He had sex with 20,000 women, if you believe his book."
"I wanted to talk to him about that, but he croaked before I had the chance. How can one man get that much pussy? Now that's a record that will never be broken!"
"Speaking of strange stuff, you got time to go on a little vacation with Michael and me? We are taking a cruise for Valentine's Day. Just me and him and a dozen Hooters girls. Talk about getting a heart on for Valentine's Day. I need to know now if you want to go, because I'll have to hire another dozen hotties. The auditions take time. Well, fifteen minutes, anyway, for them to take off their tops, get on their knees, and suck the Chuck."
Tiger snickered. "You sure have an obsession with blow jobs, Chuck."
"Yeah, it's worse than my gambling addiction."
Now Tiger guffawed. "That time you got arrested for running a stop sign and suspicion of DUI was hilarious. I can't believe you told the cops that you were in a hurry to get a blow job because the broad with you had given you a blow job a week earlier and it was the best one you had ever had in your life. Doh! No way was I going to tell the cops that I had that accident because I was in a hurry to get a blow job from Rachel, who I had stashed in a nearby motel. Shit, I was in such a hurry to get my hose drained, I forgot to put on my shoes."
"You know what really pisses me off, Tiger? Adam and Eve Pictures is making that porn flick
Tiger's Wood
, and they didn't even ask me to star in it. Damn! Getting blow jobs from georgeous porn stars and being paid to do it!"
"Speaking of porn stars, listen to this, Chuck." Tiger proceeded to tell him who he would be doing for Valentine's Day."
"Wow, it sounds like you and Elin won't be getting divorced after all. And she will be furnishing you with all the strange stuff you want in the future, including her sister."
"Exactly! All the pussy I want and I get to keep all my money too. My dad would be so proud!"
"Hey Tiger, what's the difference between a girl and a toilet?"
"I give up."
"A toilet doesn't want to cuddle after you drop a load into it."
"Ain't dat da troof, Chuck."
Tiger reflected on his eighteenth birthday party. His father Earl had given him six Playboy bunnies for sex, although Earl did most of the sex. He had those babes humping like rabbits. Tiger mostly watched since he had a problem with premature ejaculation back then, but plenty of practice in the years since had solved that situation. His father was his hero, and he wanted to be just like him, except a better golfer. During a drinking binge one night in college, Tiger even thought of joining the Army and becoming a Green Beret like his father. But when he sobered up, he dismissed that idea as a bit too patriotic, and decided to stick to shooting off the gun in his pants, into the mouths, pussies, and assholes of as much strange stuff as humanly possible.
* * *
On Valentine's Day, Tiger, Elin, and Josefin met in the lobby of the Bellagio Hotel. They proceeded to the Presidential Suite, the accommodations having been arranged by Tiger at Elin's request, after he admitted it was one of the few luxury suites in Vegas where he had not bedded one or more of his gold digger bimbos.
Tiger brought flowers and assorted other little presents for all the girls for Valentine's Day.
Soon they were joined by Sarah and her masked friend. The five of them got comfortable at the sunken full-service bar with seating for six.
"Tiger, are you impressed with this suite?" Elin inquired.
"I've seen better," he snapped, looking bored. "I'm more interested in seeing some tits. How about it, Josefin and Sarah? Free those puppies!"
"What about me?" Elin asked, frowning.
"Same old, same old. But maybe the masked man here wants to see them. How about it, masked man? What should I call you, anyway?"
The masked man nodded and replied in a voice he attempted to disguise. "Your wife is hot. Sure I'd like to see her tits, and a lot more. You can call me . . . uh . . . Chief. I mean, I am wearing a Barack Obama mask, big ears and all."
Elin and Tiger suddenly engaged in a profanity-laced argument, with Tiger using most of the bad words, the same ones he uses on the golf course. Josefin and Sarah snuck away to a nearby sofa and whispered sweet nothings to one another as they got real friendly real fast. Soon the two discarded all their clothing except for their panties.
Sarah began to moan as her nipples hardened, due to Josefin kissing her passionately and nibbling her ears and neck. Josefin gently pushed her down on her back and slipped her hand down Sarah's panties. After a few minutes, Josefin removed her hand. "Look, my fingers are glistening," she said with a very serious expression. And then she licked them. "Your love juice is delicious, girlfriend. Can I call you girlfriend? I know, we just met, but I really lick . . . er . . . I mean like you." Sarah nodded. "Would you like some sweet soulful sex, or do you want it fast and furious? I bet you want me to eat you like an animal. Yeah, like maybe a tiger."
"I don't do that!" Tiger shouted. "Who knows where the pussy I'm used to has been. But I do like to watch somebody else yodel in the canyon. I hate fish!"
Josefin removed Sarah's panties with her teeth. "So what do you want, Sarah? Tell me. Beg."
"Eat me, Josefin. Please? Eat me!"