Date: Fri, 6 Jun 2008 18:22:06 EDT
From: Soxjox@aol.com
Subject: Cop Socks

This fictional story contains sock and foot worship, authority figures, ws,
light scat. If that doesn't interest you, go somewhere else. You must be of
legal age where you are to read. If you enjoy, let me know
www.soxjox@aol.com . Author retains are copyrights.

Cop Socks

      I own a men's shoe store close to one of the Las Vegas Metropolitan
Police Department sub-stations here in Las Vegas. Unlike the fiction you
see on C.S.I. the sheriff's department is actually LVMPD commonly referred
to as Metro. I'm 35 years old, six foot and work out regularly and am in
pretty good shape.

      Closing time approached one evening and as I was heading to the door
to lock up, a uniformed Metro officer walked in and asked if I had time for
one more sale. As someone with a serious uniform fetish, I wasn't about to
refuse. He looked to be in his mid to upper 30's and stood about six foot
two with a marine high and tight haircut, black hair, and what looked like
a permanent 5:00 beard shadow.  He had large biceps and a well developed
chest with a tribal tattoo peeking out from under his short sleeve tan
uniform shirt. This being Vegas, tattoos on cops are not that uncommon. I
remember one officer with flames growing up his arms starting from the
wrists.

      "Come on in, just let me lock the door and I'll be glad to help you."
I told him. While I locked up he went over to the display of boots to
look. "Do you need a new pair of boots?" I asked.

      "Yes, Magnum's if you have them" he replied. "What size" I
asked. "13D."

      `Holy Shit!' I thought to myself. I love a guy with big feet.

      "I've got them. Come on into the back with me. I have a seat there
and it will easier then running back and forth, besides the door is
locked."

      "Lead the way." So I showed him into the back and while he took a
seat I pulled down a box of 13D Magnums. He was getting ready to start
untying his boots when I knelt down in front of him and told to let me help
him with that. He just sat back in his seat and smiled down at me giving me
a small nod.

      Eight inch high Magnum's seem to be the most popular boots for police
officers. They are black leather with heavy weight denier nylon uppers. I
untied both boots and as I was starting to loosen the boot strings on his
right foot he commented to me how tired his feet were from being on them
all day. It seems he was part of the police presence at an outdoor
political rally and spent the day in the sun. In Las Vegas that means 100F
degree weather.

      As I started slipping off his boot I looked up at him and said "Well
we're just going to have to take care of that." He had a quizzical look on
his face as I looked back down and received the first of several nice
surprises. The first was the smell that struck me as his foot left the
boot. A rich dark smell of dirty socks followed up by the fact he was
wearing smooth nylon Over-The-Calf black Gold-Toe socks. Always a
particular favorite of mine. I own a men's shoe store for a reason.

      I cupped his heal with my left hand and brought his foot up to chest
height to unobtrusively bring that wonderful smell closer to my nose and
started to massage his damp, sweaty foot with my right hand.

      He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. "I hope those socks don't
smell too bad. I haven't had a chance to do laundry and have been wearing
the same pair for the past three days" he told me.

      "No, I grew up sleeping in the same room with three older brothers" I
told him. "I've smelled worse."

      "I need to straighten out my leg" he said with a smirk on his face as
he straightened his leg putting his smelly foot an inch from in front of my
nose. My brain went on auto-pilot as I started breathing deeply to fill my
lungs with that intoxicating smell.

      He must have noticed my heavy breathing as he told me "that's right,
sniff my nasty smelling cop socks faggot." Taking that as an invitation, I
pressed my nose to his sweaty sock between his first two toes and breathed
deep. He just smirked and watched as I started running my nose all over the
sole of his foot where ever I wasn't massaging at the time.

      "Don't neglect my other foot faggot" he said. I looked up to see him
smiling at me and set his right foot down on my thigh and reached for his
left boot. Pulling it off, I proceeded to give it as good of a massage as
the first one enjoying the smell as I rubbed my nose all over it. Like the
first one, it was so damp with sweat, it almost glistened.

      "Turn around and lay on the floor in front of me" he directed. Doing
as I was told, he proceeded to put both his smelly socked feet on my face
and started rubbing them all over.

      I was in sock fetish heaven with those nasty smelling, sweaty feet
rubbing over my nose and face. "That's it, be my nasty sock slave faggot"
he said. Well I wasn't going to argue with him at that point. I'd do pretty
much anything for the privilege of smelling his rank socks.

      "Get back up on your knees, I think it's time you laundered my socks
for me."

      Quickly getting up, I started tonguing his soles and then put his
toes on his left foot into my mouth proceeded to start sucking the sweat
out of them. They had a dark rich flavor to them slightly salty from all
the sweat.

      I licked and sucked the flavor out of both pair for a good ten
minutes when he told me "okay faggot I think it's time for a foot bath."

      "Yes Sir" I told him as I reached up under his pant legs and
proceeded to pull his socks off one at a time.

      Starting with his right foot, I started licking the sole first
running my tongue all over it. From the sighs coming from him I knew he was
enjoying it as much as I was. Once I felt his sole was clean, I sucked his
large toe into my mouth and started sucking it like it was a cock. Now he
was moaning at the pleasure with his eyes closed.

      Working from right to left, I did the same to each of his toes
listening to him moan and sigh as I licked around each while sucking
them. Next I ran my tongue between each toe where they joined his sole. I
tried to put all his toes into my mouth at once, not an easy feat with a
size 13 foot. I ran my tongue over his toes while they were in my
mouth. After I pulled off, I started licking the top of his foot which was
covered in black hair.

      Once I finished his right foot, I proceeded to give the same
treatment to his left foot. Finishing his left foot, I brought both feet up
to my face and started licking back and forth between them going from toes
to soles and at one point sucking both large toes into my mouth at the same
time.

      I looked up and noticed a growing bulge in his tan uniform pants. He
saw me looking and said "maybe I need to get a little more comfortable." He
stood up and removed his equipment belt and gun, then opened his pants and
slid both them and his boxers off giving me a great view of an
uncircumcised, eight inch cock with a heavy hood on it even when erect with
a pair of egg sized balls hanging heavily below covered in black hair. He
removed his uniform shirt and t-shirt exposing his black hair covered body.

      Placing his hand on the back of my head he pulled me to his
cock. When his cock touched my lips, he stopped. I stuck my tongue out and
into his hood running it around the head under his skin tasting all the
rich flavors of his uncircumcised cock after a long day sweating.

      "Enjoying your self in there faggot" he asked. I pulled away, looked
up at him looking down on me with his smirk and said "yes Sir" and dove
back down on his cock pulling the shaft into my mouth and proceeded to work
it down my throat until my nose was buried in all that wonderful smelling
hair.

      I heard him groan with pleasure as I bottomed out and felt him grab
both sides of my head. He started pumping his big cock in and out of my
mouth. "Yeah, suck that big cop dick" he growled as he kept fucking my
mouth. I don't have a gag reflex so it was easy to let him take control of
my mouth and breathe on the out strokes.

      After several minutes, he released my head and I pulled off and
started slurping on his sweaty balls. I sucked them into my mouth one at a
time (they were too big to do both) enjoying the taste and smell of his
crotch. Running my tongue over them as they were in my mouth must have felt
good from all the moaning. "Get those nuts clean faggot" he ordered. Who am
I to refuse an order from one of Metro's finest? I slurped those hairy eggs
with pleasure.

      Pulling off his balls, I moved them to the side and tongued the area
on the right and left sides of his balls enjoying the dark smells from his
crotch. Next, I lifted his balls and started licking the rich smelling area
behind his balls trying to get as far back as possible.

      He said, "wait a sec" and turned around and bent over placing his
hands on the chair arms presenting me with his black fur covered ass. Not
one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I immediately reached up and spread
his ass cheeks and stuck my nose into his crack to breath in all the dark,
rich smells.

      "When you get done brown nosing me faggot, I could use a good ass
cleaning" he said as he looked back at me.

      How right he was. That ass needed a good cleaning. He must have had
to take a shit sometime during the day from the smell of his ass. I pulled
his cheeks apart and began licking the area around his hole. The smells and
flavors were so rich I was swooning. When my tongue found his hairy pucker,
I could taste some remains of his last shit.

      This cop was too much. He was pushing all of my buttons. "Come on,
clean that nasty cop shithole faggot" he ordered. I licked the outside of
his shitter until I knew it was clean and then pressed my tongue to his now
relaxed hole. The dark flavors just intensified as my tongue drilled into
him.

      "That's it, get your tongue up my dirty cop ass faggot" he exclaimed.

      He started pushing his ass out on my tongue saying over and over
again, "that's it, fuck, clean out my cop hole faggot, fuck!" "Eat my ass
faggot!"

      Suddenly, he stood up and turned around, grabbed my head and forced
his cock back into my mouth. "That's it faggot, suck my cop cock. I'm going
to bust a nut right down your faggot throat."

      He proceeded to really start pounding that big cop cock in my
mouth. I cupped and caressed his balls and felt them draw up close to his
body.

      "Fuck, fuck, here it comes faggot. Yeah faggot! Take my nut!" As he
buried his cock down my throat and started cumming. He just held my head
forcing his cock all the way down to the root as it pumped his load down my
throat pulling out at the last second letting me taste the last few spurts
in my mouth.

      He held his cock in my mouth as it softened and we both knew what was
next. I heard him sigh as I felt the first spurts of piss enter my
mouth. Soon he was pissing a torrent into my mouth and I swallowed as fast
as I could to keep from drowning. His piss seemed to go on forever and I
could tell from the dark rich concentrated flavor, he had been holding it
for a while. His flow finally slowed and eventually stopped.

      He pulled out and said "thanks" as he started to get dressed.  "I'll
be right back" I told him as I went back into the front of the store and
pulled a new pair of black OTC Gold-Toe socks off the rack and returned to
the back room.

      He had his shirt back on and his boxers when I returned. "Here's a
new pair of socks for you if you don't mind trading" I told him. He just
smiled his smirk and sat back down and allowed me to put them on his
feet. He stood up and pulled his uniform trousers back on along with his
equipment belt and gun and sat back down to allow me to put his new boots
on.

      "How much do I owe you?"

      "Tell you what, how about we just trade and call it even?" I
replied. He just smiled and nodded his head.

      As I was letting him out the door, he turned and asked "do I need to
be purchasing shoes for a foot massage?"

      I just smiled and said "anything for one of Metro's finest."

      He just smiled back and nodded while going out the door. I locked up
behind him and hurriedly closed up the store. I couldn't wait to get home
with those boots and socks.

If you enjoyed the story and would like to read more adventures from the
shoe store, or have any suggestions for future stories, drop me a line.
www.soxjox@aol.com