Smelly
Sock Guy has been a downtown legend for several
years now. When I first met him at the rack at
the Magic Gardens he was quite timid and easily
pleased with frilly little white socks worn onstage.
Now he's in the big leagues, buying table dance
after table dance, inhaling deeply the aroma of
your stinkiest socks and requesting you stand
on his chest and exert as much weight as possible--for
$20+ a song. He also gives absolutely fabulous
footrubs, and pays $20 a song for those, too!!
Stripping
is a hard job. Lovely stripper feet really start
to hurt after sweating several hours in seven-inch
heels. They start to stink, too. I can think of
no better treat during a grueling five hour shift
than to have a visit from Smelly Sock Guy, who
asks me to sit down, take off my shoes, have a
drink, let him rub my feet and then try to choke
the shit out of him!! Really it is lots of fun.
And quite a turn-on for me, too. Not to mention
extremely profitable. Smelly Sock Guy is very
generous, and to accept $300 from him for foot
worship sometimes seems like highway robbery.
But of course we are all happy to oblige.
VIVA:
Hello, Smelly Sock Guy! How are you? Has summer
got you down, now that all the gals are going
sockless in sandals?
SSG:
Summer is a double-edged sword. The flip-flop
craze has gotten way out of hand and it seems
like everyone AND their mother are wearing the
little bastards. But then summer is a time when
girls who do wear socks take off their shoes.
It is very sexy to see a girl in public with socks
on and her shoes off. Business women also tend
to dangle or remove their shoes outside more often
in the heat.
VIVA:
Are you into bare feet as well as stockinged feet,
as long as they smell?
SSG:
I am into cotton socks and to some extent
nylons. Bare feet can be attractive (nice polish,
shapely feet, etc.), I just do not find any sexual
attraction in them. Now socks, that's another
story. If there were ten supermodels in bikinis
and high heels walking around next to a punk rock
girl with her boots kicked off, I would be staring
at the boot girl's socks.
VIVA:
What exactly are you into? Is it the smell? Or
is 
it
feet? Or is it SOCKS?
SSG:
I am into smelling women's socks and watching
women smell each other's socks. Nylons are okay,
but thick cotton socks are the best. I have also
recently (within the last year) gotten into Trampling.
Trampling is where I lay on my back and the girl
stands on my chest (in socks). The air is pressed
out of my lungs giving a real light-headed feeling,
then the girl puts her smelly socks over my nose.
Unbelievable!
VIVA:
What if a gal's wearing socks onstage that aren't
stinky, like Lucy Fur at Mary's Club, whose trademark
is a variety of nifty knee-highs?
SSG:
I love the look, but the fetish is the smell.
Although I 
always
tip the girls in socks better.
VIVA:
If you found a girl's stinky sock on the floor,
would you pick it up and sniff it ecstatically?
Or must she be wearing it?
SSG:
Depends. If I knew who the sock came from
and I would be attracted to her then I would smell
it. But I would not go after just any old sock
on the ground. I have bought socks from dancers
and girls on the street before. If the socks smell
good I take them home and my wife will wear them
for me during sex.
VIVA:
When and how did your fascination with stinky
socks begin?
SSG:
I actually spent some time in therapy for
this as a child and I have a good idea.
When
I was a baby I used to pull on my hair. My parents
put socks on my hands to prevent this and get
me to stop crying. During this period my parents
reported that I would often rub myself with my
sock-covered hands.
When
I was ten years old, I remember having a crush
on a fourteen year old girl named Stacy D. I would
follow her around and carry her books and stuff.
She was also my first kiss. We used to go to the
back stairs at school and she would take off her
shoes and have me smell her socks. Her friends
would be there and they would laugh and tease
me.
Growing
up I would masturbate with girls' socks and it
was known that I would give foot rubs to any girl
who asked. In 7th and 8th grades I smelled a lot
of socks.
At one
point my parents found out and took me to counseling.
After months of discussing ways to cure myself,
I realized that I didn't want to change. I love
socks. It doesn't hurt women or myself, so why
should I change? So I guess the counseling did
help me after all.
VIVA:
Were you shy or ashamed initially when you'd 
ask
strippers to wear their socks onstage? You seem
to have come out of your shell quite a bit in
the few years I have known you.
SSG:
At first I was very shy. I just watched the
dancers (although I have a sock fetish, I am not
blind to beautiful women!). Gradually I got to
know a few of them and asked a couple of my favorites
to take off their boots and dance in socks.
I guess
it was at Dino's Club where everything 'took off.'
I would come in around lunch time and sit at the
bar, the girls would sit on the stage and take
off their shoes. They would spend the whole set
putting their feet over the bar in front of my
face. Over time the feet started coming closer
and then touching my face.
Enter
Union Jacks and the beautiful Goth girls and their
wonderful table dance area. Table dances changed
my life. The girls keep their clothes on and just
sit back and put their feet in my face. The contact
is amazing, the smell is awesome and the women
are great. They get to relax, keep their clothes
on and the ones who want it get paid to receive
a foot massage.
VIVA:
Describe your favorite stinky sock encounter.
SSG:
My favorite encounter? Hmm, well my favorite
series of encounters was with a dancer named
Kitty at Magic Gardens. She was the first dancer
to stand on my chest in a club. God that was
so hot. Kitty has great socks and a perfect
body.
I remember
looking up when she was first trampling me and
she was biting her lip just staring at me with
this sexy look. The red light from the table
dance area was behind her head, her hair was
glowing red, her face was all shadow and her
eyes were staring into mine. She did everything
right. She would push down with her feet to
take the air from my lungs, then move her socked
feet to my face so I had to breathe through
them. Even now it turns me on thinking about
it.
My
best non-trample encounter was a couple of years
ago with a girl from Union Jacks. She was a
hardcore Goth and did not have smelly socks,
but she said she had a pair of tights with her
that she wore all the time. She came out with
a pair of black and white striped pantyhose.
They were pull-ups (over the crotch) that she
wore daily as part of her non-stripper life.
OMG!
The smell was so fucking perfect. It was amazingly
strong. The smell I like is the smell of a woman's
body. I do not like dirt, mud or wet shoes.
I like the smell of socks inside boots when
a girl wears them a lot.
She
just sat there smoking and grinding her feet
into my face. She asked me about the fetish
a little and then kinda shrugged and just let
me play with her feet for the night.
VIVA:
Does your wife know of your kinky pastime? Does
she support it or indulge you with her own smelly
socks?
SSG:
My wife knows. When we first got married
I let her know that was a part of me that I
was not ready to give up. I was making great
money at work and had enough to spend and she
did not mind.
She
wears her socks for a week at a time. Socks
are a big part of our sex life. She smells her
own socks when she is coming (she takes them
off during sex and holds them to her face or
my face). She is an amazing woman.
She
also likes the sex when I come home. I never
do anything sexual with the dancers. No kissing,
no fondling, no nudity during dances. It is
all just the socks, so that makes my wife much
more comfortable.
VIVA:
What is your ultimate smelly sock fantasy?
SSG:
Actually my wife and I have been talking
about this. My fantasy is one woman dominating
another and making them smell her socks. The
wife wants to try bondage and has no problem
smelling another girl's socks.
The
wife and I are talking about hiring a girl to
participate with us. The woman we hire would
keep her clothes on at all times; I would not
touch her except to smell her socks. The wife
would be tied up and the woman would dominate
her with her feet. I would perform oral on my
wife and have sex with her while the woman shoves
her socks in our faces. The wife also wants
to try having a woman in panties sit on her
face smothering her while I eat her out. She
is getting into the breath play as well. Struggling
to breathe through smelly socks while coming
is very intense.
VIVA:
Lately you've been increasingly into asphyxiation.
What is the turn on? And again, are feet required?
SSG:
Socks are always a part of my sexual activities,
but limiting oxygen while being aroused is amazing.
The trick for me is to limit the amount of breathing
(through socks over the face, girl standing
on chest, girl sitting on face). It's like doing
'rush' drugs. When a girl is on your chest pressing
down and restricting your breathing for several
minutes and she suddenly gets off, the oxygen
hits your brain and it is amazing. Add a safe
level of alcohol and the experience is even
better, your inhibitions are gone, your dick
is rock hard and you just have to get home and
fuck your wife for a couple of hours.
Let
me clarify. DO NOT EVER CHOKE YOURSELF ALONE
AT HOME. Everything I am talking about requires
a safe, sane partner. Tying a towel around your
neck while jerking off alone will get you hurt.
Do some Internet searches before you ever try
something new.
Websites
for Foot, Sock and Trample fetishists:
http://www.aragornsfeetlinks.com/
http://www.wusfeetlinks.com/
http://www.tramplebrazil.com
http://www.feetheat.com/
http://www.college-trample.com/
http://www.geocities.com/dirtyfeetguy/
http://trample.com
(good site, but lots of stupid pop-up ads)
