How I became a Pantyhose Fetishist
How I became a Pantyhose Fetishist, started at a daycare center in south Texas in the 1970’s. The woman right below was my primary. A “primary” is the woman that turned you out to the fetish. The person that took your “innocence” away and planted the seed of perversion deep inside of you. For me, this happened when I was nine years old. The picture, taken out of my yearbook, in 1979. She’s the day care teacher that would rub her sheer pantyhosed feet in my face during nap time and even call me into her office to have me smell her pantyhosed feet every now and again. I’m not going to name her. She’s probably dead already from old age, but I wanted to give her some props nonetheless.
It started one afternoon, I was coming inside from playing and I saw her sitting in a chair, one leg crossed over the other leg. Her other leg and foot was firmly planted on this little black kids face and he was in hog heaven, simultaneously sucking on her feet and leaving slobber all over it. She motioned to me with her finger, I came over and she asked me if I wanted to “smell something good”. I looked at her pantyhosed foot that was crossed and saw that the other little kid had already slobbered all over that foot. I scrunched my nose up said “no way” and ran off, haha. I could smell her feet from there, she was about 4′ away from me. Deep damp peach is what her feet smelled like. This was south Texas in the 70’s, mind you and it was hot as shit in the summer. High humidity and sweat ruled the summers there.
Since that moment though, she would stick her feet under my blanket when it was nap time. I hated the way her feet smelled. She’d make make me look at her while I kissed her stinky pantyhosed feet with that exact same smile that you see. Eventually, over time, I wanted to smell her feet and play with them more and more. Looking back, she got me hooked on her pheromones. Slowly, methodically. I’ve often wondered how many foot fetishists she created in that time. I wonder if she ever thought about how many people she’s indirectly touched.. Look at what I’ve done. Over 4 million surfers a year visit my network. It’s just so crazy to me how that seed was planted and what became of that seed. How it grew and then started taking over.. well everything in my life. (…to be continued)