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I promise I have more pictures to post – a LOT more pictures, with different scenes and themes – but I’m finding it increasingly difficult to get somewhere private in order to post them. I can hardly pull them up at the library, now can I? So instead I’m dedicating this post to answer a question I’ve gotten a couple of times in my email – and I really do dig on the communication, even though I’ve been poor at responding lately. Sorry!

Anyway, visitor Kelvin asked Tootsie: “When did you first discover your fetish?”

Like most of you it was a long-term process. I only recently started using the word “fetish” because I guess I didn’t really understand what it was all about. I have this habit of sitting with one leg tucked under me – I have as long as I can remember – and once day when I was younger I discovered how good it felt to have my heel grinding against my crotch. Better still, I could do it secretly and no one would realize what I was doing. As I got older I noticed that, when I was getting turned on, I would tuck my foot underneath me and grind. So instead of the contact being what was getting me off, I was getting off on the fact that it was my heel rubbing against my pussy. When I would masturbate to porn I would try to bend so that my toes would rub against my clit…I used to be a LOT more flexible than I am now.

Even then I didn’t realize I had a “thing” for feet – and my first encounter with a guy who had a “thing” for feet ended rather badly. I was standing naked in front of him and he, without a word of warning, fell to his knees and started licking my toes.

It was electric.

But I was kind of scared at how I felt so I made a joke about it…”Hey, your tongue’s about three feet off the target, ha ha ha!” and he stopped. I still kick myself (no pun intended) that I was too cowardly to really explore my feet “thing” with him, since he soon went back to college in another state, but it was a scene I returned to frequently when I would masturbate. He and I discussed it afterwards and I began taking pictures of my feet in various poses, colors of polish, socks and shoes to share with him.

Then I discovered that I really, really…whewreally liked looking at the pictures. So I took a LOT of them. And I discovered I enjoyed sharing them with people, too.

And here we are.

So that’s kind of a long-winded explanation of why I’m doing what I’m doing. I’d love to hear your stories so don’t be shy to comment or email.

I promise I won’t annoy you with too many stories – I really am trying to get more pictures up…I think you’ll really enjoy my collection.

Now back to “real” life – thanks for stopping by!

~tootsie.

2 comments:

Seamus said...

Yea, I really don't have any amazing story. It's been stuck with me as long as I can remember and from my experiences, most people I've encountered think negatively on it (even without me telling them, somehow he topic would be brought up).

So mostly I just keep it to myself.

Carl said...

Such an erotic story!! I think it's like the complete opposite of "annoying", and would enjoy reading other stories.

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