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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 47
Foot Fetish - Origins Story
My foot perversion kicked in when I was about 13. Several things happened around that time and it was many years ago, so I'm a bit foggy on dates and the order of things, but the memories are crystal. You'll forgive if I put many of them down over the next few months. But this story is the time that really brought it into focus. Apologies if there's a distinct lack of sex, there will be more than enough in my other confessions.
One night I was with my 'babysitter', mid 30's Miss B. The play on TV was dull, quite an odd one with a out 4 couples sat at a dinner table that was too high for them, sitting on one side like the last supper, just talking. So I wasn't paying attention, I was daydreaming about sucking on Miss B's nipples; she wasn't a good looking woman but she had a stunning pair of breasts, especially to a young teen.
Then on screen, randomly, the waiter crawled under the table, and with a pair of scissors snipped the end off a woman's stocking, then put his head down and sucked on her toes. Obviously I'd never seen this before, but it struck a chord as I'd already played with feet a couple of times. I thought it was just something I liked so this opened my eyes!
Me and Miss B were sat together on the sofa, and as soon as the sucking stopped I looked down at her feet (unsubtle teenage boy)... her toes were on show and painted... I don't think I'd ever noticed that before.
The crossed thoughts of dreaming of sucking her nipples then seeing sucked toes on TV, and then red toes visible right next to me, was more than enough to give me an instant erection, completely visible through my PJ's. There must have been something more sexual with the plot that went over my head because Miss B was looking flushed, and then she probably saw my unsubtle stare at her feet, and the tent in my PJ's.
I don't remember the end of the play or anything else that night except on the way to bed I accidentally bumped my hard-on against her thigh, which I enjoyed so I did it again on purpose. She probably noticed. Once in bed I must've released several times well into the night.
After that I noticed her painted toes and strappy shoes every time, which was a minimum of once each week. I fantasised that she did it especially for me, and maybe I'd have the courage to get down on all fours. I was infatuated. She played along, didn't do anything different, just let me be a horny teenager around her.
I'd love to say that she then took advantage of me, but no, that wasn't to be, it just remained fantasy through the next couple of years.
About 7 or 8 years later I did manage to get into her bed, quite a few times, and our sessions included toe sucking. We never mentioned that night though, I wonder if she even remembered it.
One night I was with my 'babysitter', mid 30's Miss B. The play on TV was dull, quite an odd one with a out 4 couples sat at a dinner table that was too high for them, sitting on one side like the last supper, just talking. So I wasn't paying attention, I was daydreaming about sucking on Miss B's nipples; she wasn't a good looking woman but she had a stunning pair of breasts, especially to a young teen.
Then on screen, randomly, the waiter crawled under the table, and with a pair of scissors snipped the end off a woman's stocking, then put his head down and sucked on her toes. Obviously I'd never seen this before, but it struck a chord as I'd already played with feet a couple of times. I thought it was just something I liked so this opened my eyes!
Me and Miss B were sat together on the sofa, and as soon as the sucking stopped I looked down at her feet (unsubtle teenage boy)... her toes were on show and painted... I don't think I'd ever noticed that before.
The crossed thoughts of dreaming of sucking her nipples then seeing sucked toes on TV, and then red toes visible right next to me, was more than enough to give me an instant erection, completely visible through my PJ's. There must have been something more sexual with the plot that went over my head because Miss B was looking flushed, and then she probably saw my unsubtle stare at her feet, and the tent in my PJ's.
I don't remember the end of the play or anything else that night except on the way to bed I accidentally bumped my hard-on against her thigh, which I enjoyed so I did it again on purpose. She probably noticed. Once in bed I must've released several times well into the night.
After that I noticed her painted toes and strappy shoes every time, which was a minimum of once each week. I fantasised that she did it especially for me, and maybe I'd have the courage to get down on all fours. I was infatuated. She played along, didn't do anything different, just let me be a horny teenager around her.
I'd love to say that she then took advantage of me, but no, that wasn't to be, it just remained fantasy through the next couple of years.
About 7 or 8 years later I did manage to get into her bed, quite a few times, and our sessions included toe sucking. We never mentioned that night though, I wonder if she even remembered it.
# 82235 - by
GabeW / September 8, 2025
