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When I was 7 or 8 my grand mother would come over for the weekend, I use to run and get the slippers for her. I knew then that I liked feet..
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I'm not 100% sure I can accurately date back my origins to a single event...
Nevertheless--whenever I do reminisce--the one thing that stands out among the rest, was my 1st issue of PLAYBOY: 'Barefoot Beauties' Fellas, I've never been a huge fan of this magazine (most of the photos are airbrushed) but that's not the point! At that very moment, I was literally stunned and amazed that someone took the time to dedicate an entire issue to LEGS, FEET & TOES! Before that day, I didn't know the meaning of "foot fetish"
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Well, for as long as I could remember, when I walked, I was always looking down. And its not b/c I had low self esteem or anything, I just wanted to see feet.
And during as far back as early elementary school, i was surrounded by feet. Girls would always show up in flip-flops, and I would always talk about thier feet w/ them, and they didn't care. They were more than happy to talk about thier feet. I even broke girls into two catagories. The ones whose feet I have seen, and the ones that I have not.
At that young age, I also had a teacher, who commonly went barefoot in class. She would walk around the classroom in her bare feet, and also couldn't care less.
But when I realised I had it was when I was older and a lot of my searches were for female feet. And I thought it was just commonplace for people to like feet.
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Like most people I can't recall one single event where I thought 'this is it! feet are for me!' but I do remember buying my first ever "lads mag" (think loaded, FHM, Maxim etc) the cover girl was Sarah Michelle Gellar but despite being a massive geek and Buffy fan what has stayed in my mind was a Levis add showing an intensely hot woman in jeans, barefoot, soles pointed towards the camera... Almost every time I see a hot barefoot woman in jeans I remember that add... Just good advertising I guess
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can't remember one single thing or event, Because there were to many and I was way too young to remember exactly.
I'll just list a few:
- footplay scene in the movie "gremlins", gorgeous readhead women!!! - my dad's hidden playboys, I would always search for naked women and hope they would show their feet. - at 12 years old, in gym class we had a rack we had to climb, you could climb it on both sides, so you could put your hands on a bar and on the other side there could be a person climbing up, also using the same bar. the person on teh other side was a girl ofcourse and she wass higher up the rack than me, so were I placed my hands, that's where she placed her feet. I'm surprised I didn't fall off the rack, because I couldn't look at anything else but her feet, she had amazingly beautiful toenails, at 12 years old, the shape was beautiful, I never forgot about her and her feet. - movie "boomerang" - my aunts feet (not blood-related), I hate to say it, I'm now 30 years old, she's about 47 years old and it's a custom to take your shoes off in their house and I don't like it, but I still love her feet, they just look very beautiful, the kind of feet that stay beautiful, not because she takes care of them, but because the shape of her feet her soles her toes her nails are just beautiful, she couldn't ruin her feet if she wanted to. I don't like to be attracted to an aunt in that way, but I can't stop myself from not looking at her feet when she takes her shoes off, polease don't judge me men, haha. - and the biggest cliche, when I was younger, my sisters friend woudl always get me going. I'm glad she doesn't know, because I was always ashamed of it, because my sisters girlfriend was younger than me, which felt wrong when I was 16 and this girl was just 13, but she had awesome feet, once again the shape of her feet and toes and soles and nails, she would always play barefoot in our house and I always tried to hide hthe fact that I was so in love with her pretty feet. I remember years later being scared as hell, because when I was about 19, she would still come over and "play". but by then she was about 17 years old and I got scared because one time she looked at me like she new something was off with me. I was sitting in the "fun" area of our house, talking to my sister (I was 19, my sis 17 and her friend 17 as well) and we had a heavybag hanging over there for me (mister so called though guy, haha) and her my sisters friend was laying on the floor, looking at me while I was talking to my sister and I was talking to both of them just about regular everyday stuff, happenings at school and such. so she was looking at me for the sake of conversation, but when she started talking, I wasn't the focus of attention anymore and I started to look at her feet and couldn't take my eyes of them, because she was laying on the floor, but had her barefeet up against the bottom of the heavybag, just playing aroung with it, damn I was in "heaven/hell", my sister sitting next me my and the feet of this friend were playing with the heavybag, driving me nuts and I probably stared at her feet too long, because what I thought was a little while, wa sprobably too long, I returned my eyes at her eyes and she then kept talking ofcourse, but she didn't switch looks between my and my sister anymore and just kept looking at me and I really didn't imagine this, she smiled a little too much and she never smiled at me, not because we didn't get along, but we just didn't really know eachother and never got friendly or comfortable, but after I stared at her feet too long she just kept eyecontact with me for a little too long and didn't stop smiling while she was looking me dead in the eye. I was scared as hell, because we weren't young anymore, I was 19, she was 17 and most likely knew why I was looking at her feet, damn why did I do that for just a few seconds too long!!! haha.
I never see this girl anymore, thank god, haha,she's married, I know that, but I'm 30 years old now and seeing a person like her, someone related to a memory like that, I know I would feel like 19 years old again if I saw her again, not in a good way, buit the 19 year old, scared to have been caught looking at her feet with my own sister next to me!!!
sorry for the long-ass story!!! but I love to share and read the stories in this great thread!!!
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well it all started i think when i was about 6 or so with my friend that live across the street from my grandma. she was a couple years older than me but we were pretty close. she was beautiful. lovely caramel skin pretty smile and something really drew my attention to her feet.
the caramel skin and the color of the soles just drove me wild. her toes were great too. she would always come over to my grandma's barefoot and like to rub her feet on me when we would play around.
then there was the movie boomerang. up until i seen that movie i thought i was really weird for liking feet especially since i didnt know any other black kids that were into that. after i watched the movie i thought hey there are brothers that are into pretty feet just like me.
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I'm trying to narrow down one specific thing ... I don't know. One of the first times I remember noticing when a pretty girl was bare foot, was in the old days of GLOW; there was this female wrestler called "The Farmers Daughter" and she would always wrestle bare foot and I remember I liked watching her. I was around pre-school age, so I wasn't aware of anything sexual, at least not on the surface.
I remember in second grade, the Christmas play, there was this really cute 8th grade girl playing Mary, and she was bare foot during the manger scene. I was glued to her feet the entire time, even got a sole shot.
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Not sure when it started either... but I think Rita Moreno's feet, which made frequent disembodied appearances on Children's Public Television to help count to five on the toes and spell "foot," may have something to do with it. When her foot appeared on a shelf, or on the ledge of an old brick wall about to be tickled by a disembodied hand on the other side, or against a psychodelic background, I remember staring intently at the tv watching her soles and toes wrinkle and wiggle. Maybe 4 or 5? I've always looked at women's feet as far as I can remember... love the sole!
College was when the fetish part fully engaged!
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Interest started at age 11 or 12 when I peeked a Penthouse Mag -80s edition- and saw a model pointing her painted toes at me; I couldn't stop staring at her feet. Subsequently, I started taking notice of pretty feet (everywhere); I was hooked and sold from that point on . Ass has always been in my equation .
-------------------- V/R, FM9 aka Mr. Footbooty "She had real pretty feet. I was always a sucker for pretty little feet... Outside of her being pretty and hip, with a good body, her feet is what attracted me." - p. 39 of "Miles" (Davis) The Autobiography Posts: 8821 | Registered: Sep 2003
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when i was in school and girls would slip their shoes off under their desk, i would be transfixed and turned on but i didn't know it at the time i was too young. I even remember some of their names just for that reason, i even saw one of them at a reunion a few years ago, her feet still were hot 40 years later.
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I don't remember one single event either I think I just grew out of it, but if I could go back in time I really wonder what did get me into it. Though in my early twenties, one things I do remember is from like kindergarten or first grade. We had a small class maybe like 10 kids maximum and we went on a class trip to the beach and I remember one girl said Look Feet and like showed her feet to me, but I don't remember what I said to have sparked her to say that. Since then I've loved feet!
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quote:Originally posted by A&F_FootDude_05: When I was a kid in the 1990's, a few of my sister's friends from a few houses down would come over - they both were all over me...and i vaguely remember me trying to play foot doctor with them - I would ask them to take off their shoes and socks so I could see if their feet were okay...lol I had to have been between 8-10 at the time.
LOL! Rock on!!
Seriously, I don't bother trying to look for or search out the "root" of my foot fetish. An instance like the one above pretty much makes clear that it's not experiences that are "causing" a foot fetish to suddenly be created in us. It's these experiences that manifest themselves because of our latent foot fetishes.
Sure, we may harken back to our first experience where we got to touch, or smell, or even kiss/lick/suck a girl's feet, but that doesn't answer why we did it in the first place. We can remember an instance where we were thrilled to hear that the class was going to go wading barefoot on a field trip, because we were eager to see the feet of our girl classmates--but that is not the cause of the eagerness.
My earliest memories about feet in any sort of fetishistic sense are that I loved to look at them; knew (somehow) that I desired to have them in my mouth (though that was a long way off); and that I was terrified of having to let other people see my feet. I remember being in nursery school and nearly freaking out when it was announced that we would be doing handprints with fingerpaints--and also footprints, for which we'd have to take off our shoes and socks!
I'm not sure, now, whether it was the idea of having my feet seen, or having to put them into paint, though. I do remember retaining a bit of bashfulness about my feet for a while after that, but it went away. I think that my immature mind connected having my own feet visible with the idea that I wanted to see other people's feet, and of that I was at the time kind of ashamed.
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When I was in 8th grade, I went to work as a gas pumper (or, as we said,"petroleum transfer engineer" ) at a station down the street. I worked usually just Sundays from 8-6.
The station owner had a Getty station with a repair shop, but he also owned another station that sold no-brand gas, that was a mile down the road. It was called "No-Frills" and the whole place was painted just plain black-and-white.
On sporadic occasions, instead of having me work at the Getty, the boss would have me work pumping gas at No-Frills, which apart from me was totally unmanned. It was just me and the gas pumps and the customers. I'd get dropped off by the boss and collected up at closing time. I was what, 13 years old? Well, the place was outfitted with an office and repair bays that went unused. I'd sit in the office, behind an old desk.
One day, I found that under the old desk was an old cardboard box with a bunch of porno magazines in it. Among the typical stuff (Juggs, Penthouse, Hustler, etc.) was this magazine I had never dreamed of before: "LEG SHOW"!
Back then, it was a minor, startup magazine, I think. It even had some features that were black-and-white! Not a very sophisticated magazine, but the first one I ever saw that was dedicated almost exclusively to making sure that we got to see FEET featured prominently! (There was other fetish stuff sometimes, too.)
A funny thing about such magazines: they always said "LEG" in the names, not "FOOT." I always thought of that as a cop-out: it's like the publishers themselves were too embarrassed to be forthright about what the subject of the magazines was really about.
A desperate, kleptomaniacal urge overtook me, and I tore out some of my favorite pages from the few issues of Leg Show that were in that box, and I surreptitiously took them home with me, hoping that no one would really notice or care that those pages were gone, or be able to pin the disappearance on me if they did. They provided an abundance of masturbatory fantasy material for me for quite some time!
Then in my middle and late teens, I would occasionally accompany my dad to work--he worked in an insurance office in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn. When I would go in with him, I would spend the day walking the streets of Bay Ridge, shopping, playing video games at some of the magazine stand stationery stores that were common (usually an old man or an arab dude behind the counter in those). I found that they had no problem with selling me my very own copies of Leg Show--and not only Leg Show, but the non-subscription specialty foot fetish magazines, too. (You had to do a little digging in their racks, and canvas several stores, to find them.)
I still have some of those old magazines from the late '80s and the '90s!
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