itsjustaride
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For me I trace it back to Amber, my childhood babysitter. One time when was about 7-8 I wanted to stay up past my bedtime to watch a movie (don't remember which one) I begged and begged not to have to go to my room and she told me I could stay up if I rubbed her feet! Deal!! I sat down and rubbed her feet, which were very soft and pretty, while she smiled and occasionally moaned with pleasure. I probably spent most of the movie rubbing those feet.
After that, I'd often get special treats or privileges in exchange for giving Amber foot rubs. I loved it probably as much as she did. Not sure it was appropriate but it was damn fun! Also, Amber's feet were pretty ticklish and I found out I could get away with sneaking in tickles and make her twitch and squirm as long as I didn't overdo it. It became a fun exercise to see how much I could tickle her feet before she finally said "stop it!"
This happened a few dozen times over the next year until sadly Amber's family moved away but my abiding love for ticklish girl's feet must have been sewn then and there. So, that's my story... What are yours? When, what, who, where and how did your fetish spark up?
After that, I'd often get special treats or privileges in exchange for giving Amber foot rubs. I loved it probably as much as she did. Not sure it was appropriate but it was damn fun! Also, Amber's feet were pretty ticklish and I found out I could get away with sneaking in tickles and make her twitch and squirm as long as I didn't overdo it. It became a fun exercise to see how much I could tickle her feet before she finally said "stop it!"
This happened a few dozen times over the next year until sadly Amber's family moved away but my abiding love for ticklish girl's feet must have been sewn then and there. So, that's my story... What are yours? When, what, who, where and how did your fetish spark up?