An evolving fetish

[Feeture Feature]

I can say over my 6 decades of fetish experience, my proclivities have changed. At first all I was interested was in seeing feet. Following high school, I developed more interest in hearing evidence of shoeplay as well and also in seeing empty shoes. After college, I wanted to touch feet and smell them too. By early middle age the interests were more fantasy than anything else, including imagining taste and being dominated by feet. This probably was a result of finding it much harder to just be a voyeur, due to age making it really inappropriate if caught. And I turned more to video to satisfy my wants, it being harder to haunt libraries, theaters, and airports for various reasons.

Recently, following retirement, I have tried to find new pursuits. I never used to understand the attraction of trampling and crushing of hands. With more time to be inventive I found that a local concert venue was showing recorded operas. I attended a few showings and quickly found that most people attending were even older than me. But some were my age or perhaps a little younger and did dress up. As the showings were in winter and this year and last were really awful weatherwise, most women were in boots or duck shoes. I found I could put my hand down the seats next to me and feel around for feet behind me. I did not have the greatest luck in this venue, both due to sparse crowds and the placement of seat rows fairly far apart. Also the place was always freezing cold and I had to travel by public transportation. So I have cut back on visits there; I also tried concerts with seating in the balcony but that was totally unsatisfactory.

When I first lived in this city as a teen, I used to go to what is now the last remaining movie theater in the city limits. They started showing recorded Shakespeare plays this year and so I went, the place being only a couple of blocks from home. It was a tiny crowd and a very cold night (and freezing in the theater). I waited in back of the seats for a while to see who would show up. I passed on a teen couple (she had on furry lined boots that she had open at the tops but I thought it would be too obvious if I sat right in front of her, one seat to the side). During the show I heard her stomp her feet in the loose boots some times but I don't know if she slipped feet out. I thought of sitting in front of a young woman, with her date, in golden ballet slippers and patterned hose but when they went to the side I again thought too obvious to sit near them so I continued on and went to the center, one seat in front of and over to the side of a woman, also with a date, who had been very talkative when she entered. I thought she wore flat soled boots as I saw her walk to her seat. Soon after the play started I reached through the seat and soon was kicked by her foot. She was very active and did not keep the foot in one place long, but I managed to feel the top of her boot, very soft like glove leather, the zipper, and smooth sole. The toe was rounded. I kept getting occasional kicks until the intermission. Then I heard her say something about having trouble understanding the British accents, and she and her date never came back from intermission.

It turns out this theater has a small annex across the street (used to be a beer distributor) with seating for maybe a hundred people. The next 2 Shakespeare plays were shown there (also on frigid nights with most women in boots). The place was remodeled just a few months ago (before it was supposed to be a terrible place to see a movie) and the temperature was quite warm inside. There are about 10 rows of seats, rising much like seating in a balcony does, so you get a good view over anyone in front of you. And I found the place is perfect for putting your hand through the seat next to you. I picked a seat at random and soon a young woman, perhaps a bit hefty, was sitting behind me one seat to my right. As soon as the play started I put my hand down and immediately felt the front of her foot, in a thick rubber soled shoe. I felt both her shoes throughout the show and once she stretched out a foot and her rippled sole was on the palm of my hand. The seat next to me on the left stayed empty and a guy sat in the seat next to that. At intermission I noticed the woman next to him (not with him) had taken off her boots and was sitting in her socked feet. It would have been fun to reach down in front of her seat.

The next play I spotted 2 women sitting together and I took a seat in front of them, to the left. Then another young woman, looking almost like a twin of the woman on my left, sat to my right. After the play started I reached down and had no luck at all and was ready to conclude that the row I was in did not offer the same possibilities as the row from the previous show. Then I felt the part of the seat you actually sit on sort of wiggle back and forth and I could see the woman next to that seat was not doing anything to make it move. So I explored again and eventually felt a very smooth boot with a thick sole of blocks. I felt it a few times and once the sole pushed against my fingers and had me trapped against the seat and I had difficulty pulling my fingers loose. Not knowing at that time how thick the sole was I was afraid she would feel my fingers when she pushed. Then came intermission. The woman in my row complained of the heat and started stripping off her sweater. I think she may actually have been the woman behind me at the earlier show. Unfortunately she piled her removed clothes and purse on the seat next to me and when the play resumed I found I was blocked from reaching under the seat by her purse. So concentrated on the other side and eventually I was kicked by a boot and explored it a little, another rough sole.

There are still 3 plays to go, 2 in the main theatre and the last in the annex, when the weather should be somewhat warmer. There are also 2 operas at the earlier venue should I decide to go (they are showing recordings from the Bolshoi Ballet as well but I haven't felt like checking on what audiences for those are like). I don't know if I will be as reckless in trying to explore feet. But I now know I can get satisfaction from booted feet and trampling, which I never would have thought possible a few years ago.

[Footsiefreak]

Wow I was going to post a similar thread but you beat me to it so I will continue here.

Im in my forties so my fetish started at 6 with the legendary Threes Company scene.So the 80s and 90s was my time to watch shoeplay.

Things dwindled in the 2000s of course with more women going bare and booted.So about 2009 I just started relying on shoeplay posters on YouTube and Im thinking maybe I slowly might be getting cured.Of course I would watch live shoeplay shows because its the ultimate turn on.

So recently of course this winter its impossible to get anything

So yesterday I get put on this temp assignment at an office.So the office hottie walks in with UGGS but the instant I turn around she slips off her Uggs into black flats with a ankle strap.So I state intentionally walking by her off no shoeplay because of the straps but I was theoughily entertained by her nice legs in hose.So on the way home I sit near a lady wearing skirt bootlikes hose but yet I was satisfied just the mere fact she was wearing hose.

So I am thinking am I changing or just adapting to whats giving to?

Im sure if I get a few live shows my passion for it will return but know Im just conent with seeing a woman in hose/tights.