I was either in pre-school or kindergarten. One of my sisters is two years older, and one of her friends came over to play. We were in our family room, and the two girls climbed onto a love seat to read a book. I was still sitting on the floor. Then, suddenly, the friend dropped her leg down from the chair and the shoe was right in my face. It was a mary jane-type shoe with criss-crossing leather straps and one buckle. Genuine, thick, shiny leather with scuffs on the toe. She had on white, very fuzzy socks that bulged out of the space between the straps, and over the sides. Like most of you said, something just came over me. I reached out with both hands, and gently held her foot and shoe, with my fingertips, as if showcasing the daintiness of it. Then, I shook my head from side to side as if to tell the shoe how gorgeous it was. Then, I leaned forward and gently kissed it with little pecks. The girl didn't notice. I kissed the shoe several times, and paid attention to how I kissed the buckle. I kissed the toe also. Full blown shoe fetish, early on. Then, I felt possessive of the shoes, and got jealous of the girl wearing them. So, I found a paper clip on the floor, and shoved it into an opening in the strap. Not sure why... suppose I was trying to "dominate" the beautiful shoes. The girl yelped, and pulled the paper clip out, then pulled her feet and shoes up onto the chair. I remember thinking, "that was really stupid of me."
It pretty much continues from there. I'd cut pictures of high heels out of magazines and save them. I got a rise whenever women on TV wore boots. When we were at a department store, walking along, I'd see boots hanging on clips in the shoe department, and nonchalantly run my fingers across them as I walked by. Later, when I was in junior high, my sister would borrow shoes from friends, and I'd wait for the chance to sneak into her room and get them. Ankle boots, kitten heels w/bows, patent leather spikes.. even beat up Nikes. I could put them on and would just jerk away for hours. I'd even tie my feet together while wearing them, and look at the shoes from various angles. In high school, I stole a girlfriend's high heels and would put them on every night and jerk off, looking at them in the mirror from different angles, always arching my foot for the best effect.
I thought I was a pervert for a long, long time. Really, really messed up for a short while. Eventually, I heard about people like you all and realized I was not only not perverted, but just a run-of-the-mill foot and shoe fetishist. Wish it didn't run my life so much so often. And you all know the rest... adulthood, ebay
internet, some partners willing to please, but most not. This forum post is the most candid I've ever been about this, and I feel a lot lighter having written it.
