I couldnt tell this to my shrink, so i would tell it to u here in TT, it all begun when i was a lil boy, like 4 or 5 yo, i always got this fascination with female feet, i always get down the table to tickle or just watch my older (female) cousins feet, i was always hidding girls shoes, so they would have to be barefeet around, while i was growing up i concieved ways to get my elementary school classmates barefoot and get near to her feet, when i begun to have girlfriends as a preteen i new that my fascination with feet was passing the border of just for fun, when puberty finally came i new that i was totally obsesed with feet in a sexual kind of way, i kissed and touched my girlfriends feet every time i could, when i was a freshmen in high school i discovered the internet and a whole world was opened for me, i saw the word "fetishist" by the firsttime, and i found out that there was actually foot fetishists !! just like me, now i knew what i was, and what i had for feet all this years, i wasnt alone anymore !! when i was 17 i knew my last gf, we were togheter for 3 years, im 20 now, and with her my fetish was tottally defined, we aded bondage and domination to my foot fetish, tickling sessions, worship, everything, i had her tender soft feet everynight at my will for 3 years, i licked, sniffed, tickled, sucked, caressed, pampered, tortured !!! i fullfilled all my foot desires with her, i was in foot/tickling heaven, even knowing that our relationship was going to hell this last year, and we had only fight after fight, my foot fetish was so big that ignored all that stuff just to keep pleasing my desires and obsessions, i was totally blinded by my fetish, i didnt care if was pissed on her or something i just pretend to be happy, so she would let me touch her feet, and then probably get laid. But then one day she dumped me, for this guy, the one she had been cheating on my for the last month, she let me in the middle of nowhere all confused and lonelly, carring my foot fetish in my back, now im all alone and still confused, 2 months after that day, now i have to control myself, i dont have feet to please my fetish anymore, just sustained by the thought that someday i would meet this girl who makes me happy again, and understand my fetish, but now with more control over it, never let ur fetish be the centerpiece of ur relationship, its ok to please urself with it, but never loose control, like i did.
I still love feet, but to the date, i dont know what i luv about them. Sorry to tell the story of my life but i felt like telling it.