(M31) LONG time lurker finally deciding to dive fully into the community.

First off I want to say growing up with a FF has been a roller coaster of a ride (as you can all relate). I have soo many topics to talk about that I think this community will appreciate.

As a man growing up with a FF (and I mean VERY STRONG ff), it never really occurred to me the smell aspect of FF in my younger years (11-20). Like not even a thought. But I knew I loved looking at feet and wanted to massage them, lick them, suck toes, etc the basic FF stuff.

We’ve all thought or at some point have been asked by a significant other or friend:

“When did you realize you were into feet?”

“How did your foot fetish start?”

“Why feet?” Etc

And the answers are usually* similar:

1. Started at a young age, a teacher, babysitter, family member, movie/tv show, etc An EVENT that kicked off our predestined brains at the time of our sexual awakening 
2. Wires may be a little crossed having genitals and feet in the same realm of neurological receptors, etc

It ALL MAKES SENSE when you self reflect about it and can pinpoint the why, when, where, how, etc

The question I want to ask the community is: What was it that made you realize you were into SMELLY FEET??

This isn’t as black and white as the “when did you realize you were into feet” question. Was it the chicken or the egg? I understand smell in general comes with a lot other stuff (pheromones, primal instinct, memories, etc) 

For me, I’ve had a FF since I was 10/11 years old (have a fun story for that) and like a lot of you, was a bit shameful at first.

I went to a pretty big University (big party school, big football, school spirit, greek life, hot girls, the whole 9) and was in a fraternity there. 1st semester my junior year I lived in the frat house.

We were throwing our huge party for the semester (when I mean huge I mean legit 300 people) and I ended up hooking up with this really cute Latina/Arab girl (20) who went to another Uni near by. We made out all night, freak danced, and got super fucked up. The entire time we were dancing I was grinding my hard cock on her buttchecks - I noticed she was loving it so started to get a lot more handsy with her. She then would slid her hand down and would feel my dick over my pants. When she started doing this I knew I had this in the bag.

One of the biggest perks of living in the frat house is the ease of “taking girls back” to your room. We both knew the entire night where this was going to lead and the party was still in full effect, I suggested we go to my room to take a few shots. Right when we get in and the door shuts, we start going AT IT. Heavily making out, her straddling me, starting to rip each others clothes off.

Now to the smelly feet awakening…

Me being a foot fetishist (at this point in time id say a few experiences I can point to, but still very early on in this journey) so I was excited to see her feet. Since it was a jungle themed party, I forgot what exactly she was wearing but it was something that could be taken off without having to first take off shoes. 

She was wearing some sort of flats...

All of a sudden we heard my door trying to unlock - it was my roommate trying to get in. He started banging on the door saying to open up and he just needs to come in for a second. We had a bathroom that was shared to another room in the frat house, so decided to pick her up and go into the bathroom to let my roommate in.

Now in the bathroom, she starts giving me really good head (was talking dirty if I remember correctly) I plop her up on the sink.

As I plop her up getting ready to fuck her brains out missionary on the sink, she kicks off her shoes…

Again, I am not in full blown foot fetish acceptance mode, so at this point holding feet or just looking was all I could muster to do. But I was stoked to get to see her barefeet, and the sight of them did not disappoint...

Now I am starting to enter her pussy, and open up her legs wide and had her position her feet so I could have a great view of her soles while I went to pound town.

Something started to seep into my nostrils…

I was hit with this STRONG mesmerizing pungent sweet musky, foot funk that I will never ever forget…

I remember thinking “Oh snap whats that smell… oh snap that’s her feet…” "Oh snap thats ..weird..right..?"

Didn’t have to much time for self reflecting here lol but the smell fully took me over…I was thrusting her on this frat bathroom sink like I was born to do it, full trot, 11/10 turned on - I actually felt like I was an animal in an animal kingdom (jungle party themed LOL).

And when I mean strong I mean STRONG smelling feet. A young 20 year old sorority girl, sweating all night in her flats dancing.

We continued to fuck more in missionary while the foot smell filled up my nostrils. She wanted to change to doggy which we did, but all I could think of was that divine smell and how much I wanted it. Went back to missionary put her feet in same position in the air - went in for one more round of deep thrust, and BOOM, proceeded to blow one of the largest loads ever all over her stomach.

She ended up staying the night, we had sex again in the morning, and that was that.

I didn’t really realize that this was the moment that kicked off my smelly feet journey until later in my foot fetish career where I became much more open and more self aware in general.

Now smelly feet are the APEX of my foot fetish.

As a seasoned foot fetishist now, I asked myself:

“Who/when was it that I had my first smelly feet experience with?” "Why am I a smelly foot freak?" And the answer to that question was that special “Rumble in the Jungle” party many moons ago.

When did you guys/girls realize that smelly feet is what you crave?! 

I am curious to here all of your stories!

P.S. Sorry for the insanely long post, I guess this is an Experience, Discussion and Question to ask the community