I get quite a few notes and messages asking how my foot/tickle fetish got started so I thougth I'd explain how just in case anyone is curious and maybe they want to share their stories of how they got theirs.
I must have been 4 or 5 years old at the time and my Grandparents and Parents, at different times, use to love to tickle my bare feet and make me laugh over the years. I use to think it was torture having my ankles held down while one of them held them and tickled my bare feet.
After a while I began to love it so much so that it never really tickled but it was very enjoyable so then whe I started to foot tickle back I began to love it immensely, thus it started.
I guess what did it for me was when I was about 8 or so my Uncle and very gorgeous Aunt use to visit and she had absolutely beautiful feet and always wore brown, light grey or nude pantyhose. I use to dream and fantasize about tickling her feet everytime she'd visit and after they left.
One day they visited and She was alone with me in the family room and I wanted to show her a new glow-in-the dark frisbee I got and it was under the couch so I layed down to reach under and get it. She was sitting across on the love seat and my little bare feet were next to her and then suddenly I felt finger nails raking over my soles and I jumped and looked at her and she gave me this devilsh smile.
I looked down at her feet and they were in light gray hose in sandles. I was just about to pounce and remove her sandles and tickle her feet then suddenly my Dad walked in and said,"leave your Aunt Sharon alone" and she looked at me again and smiled fiendishly.
The lady I fantasized about tickling and wanted to tickle so bad got me first! I made it my mission to get her back!
After that I just loved tickling and touching women's feet, especially in nylons.
Did I ever get my Aunt Sharon back? Not as good as I would have like to but I did get a few in here and there.
So this is how it all started and truthfully I wouldn't have it any other way.