have people's foot fetish types changed over the years?
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have people's foot fetish types changed over the years?
I have had a foot fetish since I was in elementary school. Over the years I have been into dipping and dangling and all forms of shoe play, all while preferring nylons and hose. At some point recently, I've started getting into barefoot and less dipping and more feet play and toe wiggling. Have other's peoples preferences changed over the years?
Hmmm... to me, really, it has always been feet in nylon...and it's still like that. If anything, since i got married to Nyllady, i started to look less and less for candid shoeplay and instead enjoyed a bit more foot worship scenes.
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I wouldn't say that my preferences have changed much. I would more so say, that they have expanded or broadened. I've been attracted to nylon feet and mesmerized by shoeplay since I was about three years old, and it'll probably be that way until I die 
. Whether it's dipping, dangling or some under-the-chair action (my favorite), if it was happening, then dammit I'm all in! This later expanded into my love of Pedal Pumping, which itself originated from a curiosity I always had about whether women ever shoeplayed while driving a car...thanks to the internet I found out the answer that question. 
For the longest time, I was only really interested in feet covered in nylons or socks of some sort. Bare feet only did it for me some of the time, and that was only if the woman had really nice feet, otherwise forget it! [if you saw some of the feet that I saw, growing up, you'd see what I mean lol]. Then I met my wife Nani, who doesn't much care for socks and up until recently, never really wore nylons. Now she rocks them, every time the weather turns cold! Anyway, her feet are so soft, smooth and just all around lovely, that her preference for being mostly hosiery free never bothered me. Therefore like I said, my preferences expanded. I used to be strictly nylons/socks only, but that's definitely changed.
Sorry for the long post.
. Whether it's dipping, dangling or some under-the-chair action (my favorite), if it was happening, then dammit I'm all in! This later expanded into my love of Pedal Pumping, which itself originated from a curiosity I always had about whether women ever shoeplayed while driving a car...thanks to the internet I found out the answer that question. For the longest time, I was only really interested in feet covered in nylons or socks of some sort. Bare feet only did it for me some of the time, and that was only if the woman had really nice feet, otherwise forget it! [if you saw some of the feet that I saw, growing up, you'd see what I mean lol]. Then I met my wife Nani, who doesn't much care for socks and up until recently, never really wore nylons. Now she rocks them, every time the weather turns cold! Anyway, her feet are so soft, smooth and just all around lovely, that her preference for being mostly hosiery free never bothered me. Therefore like I said, my preferences expanded. I used to be strictly nylons/socks only, but that's definitely changed.
Sorry for the long post.
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Footsiefreak
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Changed? Not really.
Evolved? Certainly.
It's always been hosed feet for me. That's kind of expanded to tights and nice socks as well. Bare still do nothing for me.
Never been interested in worship. Having feet in or near my mouth was never really my thing, and still not.
Still prefer smaller feet, with a nice arch. The sweet spot is a size 7.
Started to appreciate a bit of role play recently. Nothing extravagant, just some minor stuff.
Evolved? Certainly.
It's always been hosed feet for me. That's kind of expanded to tights and nice socks as well. Bare still do nothing for me.
Never been interested in worship. Having feet in or near my mouth was never really my thing, and still not.
Still prefer smaller feet, with a nice arch. The sweet spot is a size 7.
Started to appreciate a bit of role play recently. Nothing extravagant, just some minor stuff.
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Dangling Fan
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My fetish evolved as womens fashion did. In High School I was all about watching clasmates shoeplay in nylons, because they all wore them...as I got into to college, the trend to wear flats with barefeet eventually led me to enjoy shoeplay in barefeet as well, as well as expanding my fetish from just shoeplay to an actual foot fetish where shoeplay didnt need to be involved.
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paradigm88
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ShoeplayJ, as I type this, to think YOU worried about a long post...but I also enjoy this level of introspection, the chance to study what makes us tick.
I think to some extent, we all find our fetish/partialism/interest evolving as a matter of our environment, almost as a matter of necessity.
As kids and teens, we took what we could get. What we got was our parents' friends at parties, women at churches and social functions, or our classmates and teachers at school. Back then, most of it came by surprise - the girl whose black-stockinged heels slipped out of her moccasins with every step on the playground, the girl who slipped off her flats to show me the worn soles that would have to get her up her icy driveway once she got home, the girl whose tan-nyloned feet never quite stayed in her patent black flats with the big bows on the toes. Walking into my sixth-grade math class to see my young (relatively speaking) math teacher with one or both of her heels off was a surprise; the girl who couldn't keep her socked feet in her unlaced boat shoes was predictable. But at the time, it was all as candid as could be. And while I was once drawn in by an eighth-grade teacher who was dipping her vacation-sunburned feet, bare feet never really drew my attention. (Nor did "mature" feet; my parents' friends rarely came to the house dressed up, and only a couple of my teachers through the primary grades were shoeplayers in the least.)
So the seed was planted, and as I got into high school, my tastes were reinforced by more of the same. Most of my teachers were men or older women, so the only teacher shoeplay I ever witnessed was the younger teacher on cafeteria duty who'd lean against a wall and dip from her heels. At the same time, my classmates were far more inclined than in grade school to dress up, whether for a presentation or for athletics (kids on sports teams had to dress up on game days) or just because. These are the years when young women start to experiment with "adult" fashion like sheer nylons and heeled shoes, and the learning curve is a wonderful thing. I think my tastes in this time didn't evolve so much as refine. Where I'd catch notice of barefoot shoeplay as a younger teen, I found barefoot shoeplay less and less appealing, and stockinged shoeplay more and more captivating. I remember walking into classes, feeling dejected that the girl who couldn't keep her black-tights-clad feet in her sandals a day before had decided to go bare today, even though she'd still be restlessly toying with her shoes. I remember being elated when a girl I had a crush on (but never acted on - for a visual, she strongly resembles Laina, the girl from the "Overly Attached Girlfriend" Internet meme) would come into class wearing her blue ribbed tights with her loose-fitting black heels, because even though she would dip barefoot, her stockinged feet were far sexier.
My late teens were when I found the Internet and the home-shopping channels, when I accidentally stumbled upon a nylon-clad Chris Scanlon demonstrating exercise equipment. I think of this as another evolution, in the sense that now, instead of merely taking what I was gifted with, I could choose what I wanted to see. If it were an older host (say, Bobbi Ray-Carter or Mary Beth Roe) or the host were barefoot, I'd change channels. If it were Lynn Murphy shedding her heels to pad about in her tiny white-tights feet, or Lisa Mason cooing about how soft a rug was as she dug her sheer-nyloned toes into the fibers, I'd stay - or more likely, find a TV that wasn't reflecting somewhere else in the house where my folks could see. I credit Lynn with cementing my preference for opaque white tights, and (to a lesser extent) Lisa Mason and Chris Scanlon for making nude hose so sexy. As I went to college/university, I lost the shopping channels when I was at school, but thanks to the Internet, I could catch a cap or two when Lisa and Chris and Colleen were going about in nylon feet, blissfully ignorant of the many times they likely did the same au naturel.
That was a good thing, because college was a dead zone to some extent. As llama said, womens' fashion changes in the college realm. My college was mostly male, and for both sexes, attire was more about convenience than fashion (particularly at 8am lectures, and particularly in the winter that seemed to stretch from early November to late April). College shoeplay in my memory exists in vignettes: the girl in a psych class who dangled and sometimes slipped her clogs from her socked feet, the girl in a management class who casually slipped off her flats and folded her pale-nyloned feet into her chair while we discussed matters for an hour, a girl I often spotted in the student union working in her stocking feet with her groups (and once, padding through the union with her heels in one hand), a friend who often wore sheer nylon socks and pumps instead of the usual college-girl sneakers, and often complained of sore feet when she did. Senior year, I fell for a girl who, among her other appealing-at-the-time qualities, was a barefooter; she often took her shoes off before her coat, though sadly it was usually socks with sneakers, or she'd barefoot down to the laundry room (outside, in January, mind you) or through the dining hall after church in the spring. But being somewhat repressed, somewhat shy and (in her case) unrequited, I never acted on any of the women in my presence. The barefooter's habit was cute and endearing, but the only time I found it sexy in itself was the night the shoes were heels and her feet were in nylons after a choir performance. Fortunately, I had the Internet, plus a few Mick Flux tapes that I ordered at the dorm, where my folks wouldn't find out. My tastes at that time stayed the same, but in a way I matured: my first break with my repression was with one of those tapes, and a segment of nude-hosed Colleen stepping in and out of her shoes doing a rug show.
From there, it was on to adulthood (well, relatively speaking). Though in hindsight, I guess by the time I left college, my tastes had evolved further: while I still appreciated shoeplay, the clandestine dipping and under-table dangling, my true attraction was to stockinged shoelessness. Looking back, it seems kind of obvious; the memories of a classmate casually wiggling her stockinged toes sitting cross-legged in a chair or that girl in the student union rubbing her nyloned feet on her boyfriend's shoes, heels safely set to the side, override that one girl dangling her clogs in a psych lecture. I'd be intrigued at the sight of a TV host slipping her foot in and out of her pump, but I'd be captivated when she left both heels to the side for the whole program. I can't help but wonder if my interest sort of co-evolved with fashion habits. Of the women I've known or dated who are shoeplayers, most ultimately take their shoes off instead of dangling or dipping. Shoes off in the car, shoes off at the movies, one shoe off at work...shoes off just seem to beat playing with a shoe. Even my fiancee prefers to ditch her shoes and leave them off, only "playing" with them if she shouldn't be shoeless (say, at a nice restaurant).
No matter what fashion says, I've never really warmed to bare feet. Maybe it's because now, bare feet are invariably paired with flip-flops (the preferred footwear of my female friends as soon as it gets warm until it's too bitter cold out). But given a barefoot girl playing with her flats or a nylon-clad girl securely strapped into her sandals, the nylon girl will have my attention. My fondness for opaque tights is still strongest; while I have a soft spot for white (thanks, Lynn), black tights sans shoes are a nearly-automatic turn-on. Colored and textured tights still win over sheer hose - I think because I'm drawn more to cute and innocent over sensual and sexy. For the same reason, I find it more attractive when a girl plays with her flats versus heels. Heels are supposed to be uncomfortable and encourage shoelessness. Flats are supposed to be comfortable, so when they pop off a girl's wiggling feet, it seems she desires to be shoeless.
I've never been intrigued by toe sucking, etc., or the more "fetishistic" traits of our interest. I find I'm interested by women lamenting their foot pain or taking their shoes off for pain, though. And lately I've found that I'm intrigued by women with runs in their nylons or slightly-dirty soles, as if they've been going stocking-footed for quite a while. I told my fiancee I'd love to take her for a weekend at a bed-and-breakfast or something, take her shoes off and walk her about the place in her stockinged feet...but as sexy as it would be to see her soft colored feet padding about the place, then they'd be dirty for rubbing afterward. So that might be more about the idea.
Ahh, what a complex interest we have.
I think to some extent, we all find our fetish/partialism/interest evolving as a matter of our environment, almost as a matter of necessity.
As kids and teens, we took what we could get. What we got was our parents' friends at parties, women at churches and social functions, or our classmates and teachers at school. Back then, most of it came by surprise - the girl whose black-stockinged heels slipped out of her moccasins with every step on the playground, the girl who slipped off her flats to show me the worn soles that would have to get her up her icy driveway once she got home, the girl whose tan-nyloned feet never quite stayed in her patent black flats with the big bows on the toes. Walking into my sixth-grade math class to see my young (relatively speaking) math teacher with one or both of her heels off was a surprise; the girl who couldn't keep her socked feet in her unlaced boat shoes was predictable. But at the time, it was all as candid as could be. And while I was once drawn in by an eighth-grade teacher who was dipping her vacation-sunburned feet, bare feet never really drew my attention. (Nor did "mature" feet; my parents' friends rarely came to the house dressed up, and only a couple of my teachers through the primary grades were shoeplayers in the least.)
So the seed was planted, and as I got into high school, my tastes were reinforced by more of the same. Most of my teachers were men or older women, so the only teacher shoeplay I ever witnessed was the younger teacher on cafeteria duty who'd lean against a wall and dip from her heels. At the same time, my classmates were far more inclined than in grade school to dress up, whether for a presentation or for athletics (kids on sports teams had to dress up on game days) or just because. These are the years when young women start to experiment with "adult" fashion like sheer nylons and heeled shoes, and the learning curve is a wonderful thing. I think my tastes in this time didn't evolve so much as refine. Where I'd catch notice of barefoot shoeplay as a younger teen, I found barefoot shoeplay less and less appealing, and stockinged shoeplay more and more captivating. I remember walking into classes, feeling dejected that the girl who couldn't keep her black-tights-clad feet in her sandals a day before had decided to go bare today, even though she'd still be restlessly toying with her shoes. I remember being elated when a girl I had a crush on (but never acted on - for a visual, she strongly resembles Laina, the girl from the "Overly Attached Girlfriend" Internet meme) would come into class wearing her blue ribbed tights with her loose-fitting black heels, because even though she would dip barefoot, her stockinged feet were far sexier.
My late teens were when I found the Internet and the home-shopping channels, when I accidentally stumbled upon a nylon-clad Chris Scanlon demonstrating exercise equipment. I think of this as another evolution, in the sense that now, instead of merely taking what I was gifted with, I could choose what I wanted to see. If it were an older host (say, Bobbi Ray-Carter or Mary Beth Roe) or the host were barefoot, I'd change channels. If it were Lynn Murphy shedding her heels to pad about in her tiny white-tights feet, or Lisa Mason cooing about how soft a rug was as she dug her sheer-nyloned toes into the fibers, I'd stay - or more likely, find a TV that wasn't reflecting somewhere else in the house where my folks could see. I credit Lynn with cementing my preference for opaque white tights, and (to a lesser extent) Lisa Mason and Chris Scanlon for making nude hose so sexy. As I went to college/university, I lost the shopping channels when I was at school, but thanks to the Internet, I could catch a cap or two when Lisa and Chris and Colleen were going about in nylon feet, blissfully ignorant of the many times they likely did the same au naturel.
That was a good thing, because college was a dead zone to some extent. As llama said, womens' fashion changes in the college realm. My college was mostly male, and for both sexes, attire was more about convenience than fashion (particularly at 8am lectures, and particularly in the winter that seemed to stretch from early November to late April). College shoeplay in my memory exists in vignettes: the girl in a psych class who dangled and sometimes slipped her clogs from her socked feet, the girl in a management class who casually slipped off her flats and folded her pale-nyloned feet into her chair while we discussed matters for an hour, a girl I often spotted in the student union working in her stocking feet with her groups (and once, padding through the union with her heels in one hand), a friend who often wore sheer nylon socks and pumps instead of the usual college-girl sneakers, and often complained of sore feet when she did. Senior year, I fell for a girl who, among her other appealing-at-the-time qualities, was a barefooter; she often took her shoes off before her coat, though sadly it was usually socks with sneakers, or she'd barefoot down to the laundry room (outside, in January, mind you) or through the dining hall after church in the spring. But being somewhat repressed, somewhat shy and (in her case) unrequited, I never acted on any of the women in my presence. The barefooter's habit was cute and endearing, but the only time I found it sexy in itself was the night the shoes were heels and her feet were in nylons after a choir performance. Fortunately, I had the Internet, plus a few Mick Flux tapes that I ordered at the dorm, where my folks wouldn't find out. My tastes at that time stayed the same, but in a way I matured: my first break with my repression was with one of those tapes, and a segment of nude-hosed Colleen stepping in and out of her shoes doing a rug show.
From there, it was on to adulthood (well, relatively speaking). Though in hindsight, I guess by the time I left college, my tastes had evolved further: while I still appreciated shoeplay, the clandestine dipping and under-table dangling, my true attraction was to stockinged shoelessness. Looking back, it seems kind of obvious; the memories of a classmate casually wiggling her stockinged toes sitting cross-legged in a chair or that girl in the student union rubbing her nyloned feet on her boyfriend's shoes, heels safely set to the side, override that one girl dangling her clogs in a psych lecture. I'd be intrigued at the sight of a TV host slipping her foot in and out of her pump, but I'd be captivated when she left both heels to the side for the whole program. I can't help but wonder if my interest sort of co-evolved with fashion habits. Of the women I've known or dated who are shoeplayers, most ultimately take their shoes off instead of dangling or dipping. Shoes off in the car, shoes off at the movies, one shoe off at work...shoes off just seem to beat playing with a shoe. Even my fiancee prefers to ditch her shoes and leave them off, only "playing" with them if she shouldn't be shoeless (say, at a nice restaurant).
No matter what fashion says, I've never really warmed to bare feet. Maybe it's because now, bare feet are invariably paired with flip-flops (the preferred footwear of my female friends as soon as it gets warm until it's too bitter cold out). But given a barefoot girl playing with her flats or a nylon-clad girl securely strapped into her sandals, the nylon girl will have my attention. My fondness for opaque tights is still strongest; while I have a soft spot for white (thanks, Lynn), black tights sans shoes are a nearly-automatic turn-on. Colored and textured tights still win over sheer hose - I think because I'm drawn more to cute and innocent over sensual and sexy. For the same reason, I find it more attractive when a girl plays with her flats versus heels. Heels are supposed to be uncomfortable and encourage shoelessness. Flats are supposed to be comfortable, so when they pop off a girl's wiggling feet, it seems she desires to be shoeless.
I've never been intrigued by toe sucking, etc., or the more "fetishistic" traits of our interest. I find I'm interested by women lamenting their foot pain or taking their shoes off for pain, though. And lately I've found that I'm intrigued by women with runs in their nylons or slightly-dirty soles, as if they've been going stocking-footed for quite a while. I told my fiancee I'd love to take her for a weekend at a bed-and-breakfast or something, take her shoes off and walk her about the place in her stockinged feet...but as sexy as it would be to see her soft colored feet padding about the place, then they'd be dirty for rubbing afterward. So that might be more about the idea.
Ahh, what a complex interest we have.
I am a nylon foot fetishist from the age of 5-6 probably. Only perfect bare feet attracts me, otherwise just nylons, nylons and nylons. That preference haven't changed throughout the years. Just my colour preference changed few times. First my favourite was tan, then in the late 80's it switched to black nylons. And recently I changed my preferences in favour of tan nylons again. And still I prefer reinforced toes, and that hasn't changed over the decades. When I met my wife (gf back then), I gathered my first experiences with kissing and licking nylon feet and sucking nylon covered toes. Well, it is a fantastic experience and I am happy that she accepts it, or to be more precise enjoys it.
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Right on! One of the other reasons I enjoy coming to this place so much, I end up with a better understanding of my own damn tastes, or at least better way to describe them.Tomi wrote:I am a nylon foot fetishist from the age of 5-6 probably. Only perfect bare feet attracts me, otherwise just nylons, nylons and nylons.
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droolden15
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i have always more or less been into Nylons,although i seem to remember i was into fishnets at the very start at around age 10.......ever since ive loved to view and experience stocking and tights with my fav colours black / tan but must have RTs.......i dont mind cuban style of course or backseams etc but im definitely drawn to RT ? i like to view also in strappy heels with nylon toes exposed but they soon have to come off .......lol. Luckily although i sheilded it from my wife for couple years from the start - she found my HUGE stash of nylons videos which were VHS back then and she really opened up and accepted the whole concept and actively gets kick out of dressing up her sexy legs and seeing the result!! She knows i still view Porn and i always have done ......it enhances our relationship and hence why were able to post on here today....... 
Another old topic, but mine has evolved over the years. It started with just sexy teen feet, then one day at high school I saw a pair of feet, without the rest of the body, from behind a wall. I got so turned on by those feet and then found out that they belonged to a guy. I then got a hold of the internet and started to love older women's feet and then as I got older, I got into making a foot site and TS Mallory sent me photos of her feet, before I found out that she was a HE. So, then I noticed even within the past few years, on sites like youtube or flickr or tumblr, the huge amount of crossdressers with perfect feet and toes. So, now I love feminine or feminine looking feet. Recently, I have started to become aroused by hose or stockinged feet and also now, even socks. I love it when women wiggle and spread their toes and even now, when that is done in white socks, where you can just barely make out the nail polish, I love it.
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