What triggered your foot fetish?

[Baloo_135]

It was all the footsie scenes on TV in the late 80s and 90s. Who's Harry Crumb, Working Girl, Weekend at Bernies, etc all had a gorgeous women in nylons and heels teasing a man under the table. It made me embarrassed to watch around my family for some reason and gave me "tingly feelings". That combined with my grade school teachers shoeplaying and crawling around the church pews made me curious.

What really set me off sexually was my first girlfriend in high-school. She was a really close friend but we had a strong sexual attraction. She would definitely play some footsies under the table and in movie theaters when our friends were around. Once we become official I don't her how I loved footsies, nylons, and heels.

Her Mom started inviting me to church and each time we went my girlfriend would wear pencil skirts, black nylons, and heels! She would cross her leg toward me and dangle in church and run her nylon foot up my pantleg during lunch after.

We were together for 6 years and it ended badly. A mistake I made was making sex all about my needs and not really focusing on hers. She had other issues too but that's neither here nor there.

My wife Alicia is a God send. A real sweetie and so down to earth. Can't speak enough about her! And her feet and legs are to die for.

[mininova87]

This went on for about 10 minutes until one of their mum's called them inside.

Hold up...

You're saying all that stuff happend while ya'll were still outside in front of their house? No one happens to pass by and see a young boy sucking on two girl's feet and eating ice cream off the ground by way of the aforementioned feet??

They had a long front garden that goes onto a large field with only a single footpath. Hence why the following was easy since it's one path unless you cut across the field.

[christo]

All I know is I knew from the age of 5 that i liked feet. Didn't know why but I did.

[pumplover]

I've thought about this for years. What triggered it was the shoeplay in hose and heels of my aunt from 1-3 times a week at church + her house after church, most specifically a couple of times (at the very beginning of my shoeplay journey) where she saw me looking and proceeded once (very early on in this discovery phase) to rub her stocking foot on my stomach tickling me, even asking once "do you like looking at my feet?". In those early early days she knew I was watching and would shoeplay - I distinctly recall a few times looking up from watching to see he looking at me grinning. I remember as far back as 4-5 years old seeing her dangle and extend her foot on the floor out to drag her shoe off before playing with it as we sat at church or in her living room, or when we would be standing to sing and she would dip. She would have been 34-35 years old at this time. Always in a dress. Always in hose, usually nude colored. Always in heels, at least 3 inches. Petite with long legs, perfect feet - sometimes painted nails, sometimes not. She triggered me. Of course, when you add in over the years other church women and teachers to what I was seeing with her guaranteed almost every week, it did nothing but fortify my enjoyment of shoeplay, particularly in hose and heels.

That's the simple version.

[jimdog22]

for me my first noticeable experience was when i was ten. i lived in an apartment complex with like a courtyard in the middle.well one day some of the neighbor kids and i were playing in the the courtyard. and there was this blonde girl that lived there who was in her teens. kind of tall and skinny and wore glasses. well she was there sitting on a bench and was barefoot. i remember she had a band-aid on her big toe from a blister. she was kind of telling everyone about her wound. i remember at some point i ended up running to get the ball or whatever which landed next to her.i bent down to get it and was inches from her barefoot. at that moment i found myself staring at it and noticing how long and slender her toes and the sole was. i was taken by their beauty. i recall wanting to touch her feet. so i kind of touched her bandaged toe. she basically was like ouch what are you doing. i was totally embarrassed. but that was when i first became aware that long toes and soles were the sexiest body part. i never saw her again because we ended up moving.

[maelstrom9999]

I don't know what triggered it, because it would have been too far back for me to remember. What I do know is that from my earliest memories of girls, which start from first grade, if I had a crush on a girl, if I thought she was pretty, I became obsessed with the fantasy of sniffing her feet.

One thing I would point out about the early onset of foot fetishism, which seems to be pretty common, is that at that age, there isn't much else interesting to fixate on. The girls have no breasts, and no asses to speak of. Beyond the pretty face, which was the first thing to attract my attention, from the neck down, I could have fixated on pretty much anything. It was feet for me, IMO because I was born that way. I strongly believe it has a biological origin, even though they are not certain which, if any, of the competing neurological theories is correct.

I should also mention that as I approached puberty, and the girls started to develop, I definitely became interested in breasts and asses as well, even obsessively interested. But the foot fixation never left me. It only expanded beyond sniffing to looking and touching, and obsessing over footwear as well.

[moxley95]

I don't know when my fetish started but as far back as I can remember when I was 5 my teacher used to shoeplay watching the kids in the school playground. I remember I used to sit at her feet and touch them while they played, she had no problem with that even when I did that in front of the other teachers. The only time she got mad was when I put my head under her skirt lol

[Pigarose]

When I was 5 years old, I used to go to a kindergarten just near my house, we had a blonde tall teacher called Laura, she was FASCINATING! she loved me af and used to kiss me and play with me because I was the smartest kid in the kindergarten.
However one day while we were waiting for the class to start, a fat boy got on his knees in middle of the classroom and stuck his tongue out just like a dog, everyone laughed at him then one of the girls walked right toward him and started patting on his head as he's on his knees.
Afterwards he just lied on his stomach with his head right between her black shoes, everyone was watching and laughing as she put her foot on his cheek and he started reaching his tongue out to lick the bottom of her shoe! I was shocked cuz he was acting insane and literally everyone was giving him attention, he started licking her shoes nonstop and some other girls and boys joined in and put their shoes in front of him, he licked every single shoe. I remember a girl jumping on his back while others put their feet on his shoulders to keep him down.
Then the teacher Laura entered the class room and saw him, she ran toward him, lifted him up and started screaming at him, we never saw him again I think they kicked him out of the kindergarten.

[cin56moon]

Can't really say as there are different memories and im probably a bit broken ;D. A certain memory arouse at about 8, where i was asked to try and walk in my rainwear but rainboots from a 5 year old sibbling. About four-fives eur sizes too small. It repeated few times besides i needed bigger rainboots as i grew, but still clearly too small. There was, as i recall, nothing more with it then I start play with it for myself at home with my and my sisters outgrown shoes and ice skates etc. For some reason I started myself to like the feeling. Since about 13 I started myself to ask for the same as my "inspirer", to these i knew with "right" shoesize. I had a bag with few sorted pairs of rainboots spanning sizes 27-33. At 19 I was "evolved" to perform this for first time with an equal, a girlfriend. I had not the guts to be honest, so i let her think of it as a crazy idea. At a shop I asked her to try on certain pair of too small rainboots. It happened three times when I finally asked her to walk to the desk to pay them for her, wearing a pair of green Tretorn size 32. She then realized I had a thing for this. It didn't went fully smooth but she accepted it and we had for my first times in life some mutually fully awared experience. I guess it still follow over life, added with other confining bdsm activities.

Sidenote; size 32 is abt toddler 12 us. Size 33 is like big kids size 1 us. Size 27 is sort of a 9 toddler.

[BlkNYLONS]

One of my favorite memories was when I was very young every day after school I went to the neighbors home until my mother came home from work.

Neighbors had two older girls and we played different board games and stuff. One day the girls decided to punish me for something I did. They were still in their school uniforms and they kicked off their shoes and held me down forcing me to smell their white sock covered feet. They wore those white thin nylon socks not the thicker cotton ones. Let me tell you girls running around all day in the school yard in those black leather flats can stir up an awful powerful scent. With all the loud laughter from the room their mother peeked in to see what all the fun was. She asked what in the heck are you doing to the poor boy?

I was pinned and helpless as they held me down, they told their mother they would not let me up until their mother also joined in and made me smell her feet. The mother laughed and walked over and slipped off her high heel shoe. As most women in those days she wore those silky ultra sheer nylons with the big darker reinforced heel and toes. She began to slide her nylon foot all over my face and then held it firmly over my nose. My nose was deep in the darker nylon reinforcement of her toes....oh my god!

I never forgot that scent of leather and nylon I pretended not to like it but I was almost embarrassed at the thought that I loved that strong almost vinegary scent of very worn nylon and leather.

From that point any chance I had to smell deep into the leather soles of women's spiked heels, I never missed a chance.

I know that scene of the girls forcing me to smell their stocking cover feet help kick-start my FemDom, stockings and high heels fetish.

A fetish can start early and for me it started very early!

[nonamer]

One of my favorite memories was when I was very young every day after school I went to the neighbors home until my mother came home from work.

Neighbors had two older girls and we played different board games and stuff. One day the girls decided to punish me for something I did. They were still in their school uniforms and they kicked off their shoes and held me down forcing me to smell their white sock covered feet. They wore those white thin nylon socks not the thicker cotton ones. Let me tell you girls running around all day in the school yard in those black leather flats can stir up an awful powerful scent. With all the loud laughter from the room their mother peeked in to see what all the fun was. She asked what in the heck are you doing to the poor boy?

I was pinned and helpless as they held me down, they told their mother they would not let me up until their mother also joined in and made me smell her feet. The mother laughed and walked over and slipped off her high heel shoe. As most women in those days she wore those silky ultra sheer nylons with the big darker reinforced heel and toes. She began to slide her nylon foot all over my face and then held it firmly over my nose. My nose was deep in the darker nylon reinforcement of her toes....oh my god!

I never forgot that scent of leather and nylon I pretended not to like it but I was almost embarrassed at the thought that I loved that strong almost vinegary scent of very worn nylon and leather.

From that point any chance I had to smell deep into the leather soles of women's spiked heels, I never missed a chance.

I know that scene of the girls forcing me to smell their stocking cover feet help kick-start my FemDom, stockings and high heels fetish.

A fetish can start early and for me it started very early!

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