26/12/2024 06:31:20 by anonymous
My first experiences with sock actually came slightly innocently. The adult men in my life loved WWE wrestling, so anyone around was often exposed to that environment as well. There was an old school wrestler Mankind, his finisher was the mandible claw, which is a move where you grab someone’s jaw from the inside. BUT he would pull out a sock (not one off his foot) to do the move. So one time the son of a family friend of my parents and I were wrestling and he did that move, except he used a dirty sock he was wearing to do it. It didn’t register at first for me that it was the sock, but some part of me REALLY liked what happened.
Freshman year is wear it really hit for me. I remember staying at friends house and sleeping in the same bed but the opposite way, so my head was at the foot of the bed, then vise versa. And my one friend who was active and even on the baseball team was asleep with socks on, so they were near my face and I remember inching closer slowly to be able to smell them. In fact I even told that friend and another one I was super close with about my fetish for socks and they were super understanding. AND both would actually find ways to tease me, by putting them near my face, rubbing their socked feet on my leg, or even taking there shoes off and kicking their socked feet on my lap with a grin. And I loved the teasing, so I’d never make them stop.
Now over 10yrs later I am happily married to a man who is INCREDIBLY accepting of my fetish, and loves to play with it to turn me on.
