But there are much more stories from other members of this community.
When did the you started being attracted to ballet slippers? Why did it happen? Who was the person who, without being aware of it, influenced you to it? What was the strongest experiences involving the fetish? All questions to which someone already answered in his, or her, own tone.
This personal stories were gathered in mails and message boards from Ben's and Joel's clubs, and were also enhanced by chats in the former SBAM chat room and on ICQ and Yahoo! Messenger. Also some were sent to me by e-mail. I belive none of the authors wants to keep secret about it, they are very proud of it, so here they are:
"I can't say exactly when this fetish started with me. It seems like I was born with it. One of my earliest ballet slipper memories is from when I was about 10 years old. This is going to sound like an episode from 'The Wonder Years' but it's true.
I was lucky enough to grow up in a neighbourhood that was mostly girls and the majority of them took ballet. They'd practice for their recitals in front of me or put on ballet fashion shows for me to judge. It was incredible! I knew I was attracted to their soft slippers but I tried not to make it obvious.
One day Cheryl, one of the older girls and her sister Tammy wanted to play nurse. I was the only boy and so I got to be the doctor. Tammy wanted to look the part and so she said that they should wear white tights and ballet slippers. I was weak with anticipation. Tammy went into her bedroom to change and Cheryl brought me into her room and closed the door.
She went into her closet and got her slippers. As she put them on, she asked if I'd ever been kissed. I was nervous as hell. I said no. She walked over to me (demi-pointe) with a smile on her face and kissed me on the lips. If I had a slight inclination toward a ballet slipper fetish before -- that one moment definitely sealed my fate.
It was my first kiss and it was awkward but I'll never forget it. I don't even remember what happened after. I have a vague recollection that Tammy burst in and had an argument with Cheryl but I don't know.
The memory of Cheryl in white ballet slippers tip-toeing across her suburban bedroom and kissing me will haunt me for life. I haven't had a more honestly erotic moment with a girl in ballet shoes since but I've got my fingers crossed and tomorrow's another day.
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Just as I was about to give up on any possible run-ins with women in ballet slippers, I stopped at a gas station and saw a beautiful spanish girl dressed as harem dancer wearing pink ballet slippers!
She was about my age (29) or younger and I had to wait behind her to pay for gas. She was amazing! I had to keep myself from staring at her cute, little feet as I tried to maintain my composure. She was all dressed in blue and her slippers were a beautiful shade of pink. They had the elastic strap across the top and the bow on the front was either tucked in or cut off. As she reached into her purse to pay, her left foot went kind of sideways and up on its toe in the cutest possible way. I'm in love! As she drove away, my heart sank because I know I'll never see her again and I didn't have the courage to say anything. I guess all of these clubs and web pages have started to make me greedy because it used to be that a glimpse was enough. I'm getting to the point where I need someone to share this fetish with. On that note, goodnight everyone. I hope you all had a great Halloween!"
KPZO16
You have no idea how confused I felt, the first time my wife asked me to wear her shoes in bed. At first it was just "conventional" high heel shoes but after just after a short while I discovered that what really turned her on was ballerinas and ballet shoes. Having a pair of white ballet shoes closely stuck to your chest while making love to your wife is at first a bit odd, then such a big turn on, they are so sexy! Then, when she is riding you, and she is suddenly asking: "would you mind wearing my slippers". She knew we have the same size in shoes but still! Oh, I wish I could tell you so much more and so does she but this is not a site for pornography. We only wear flats or ballerinas around the house nowadays since 3 years, they give you such a good grip when making love. Last weekend we spent in the US in a large dep. store where the Gay clerk eventually was all dizzy in his eyes by excitement after helping us out trying out 10-14 pair of flats and heels together. We get such a kick out of the flats and both enjoy ourselves so much you should all try it yourself. Please write us or have your wives write my wife, Sanne, for a better "shoe" life. It?s great and exciting and also sexual rewarding feeling its worth fighting for.
DAN
"I was a teenager and used to look at the Sears and JCPenney Catalogues in the leotard section and be admired by the leotards and the slippers. I always wanted a pair. I used to take black canvas and staple it in the shape of ballet slippers and wear them around the house with a swimsuit. When I got older, I bought my first pair of black Capezio slippers and felt in heaven along with a leotard and tights. Since then, I have bought a lot of pairs and always watch TV shows where I see ballet slippers and tape that portion of the show. I have some clips on tape.
When I got married, my wife wears them with me and it is fun. If anyone has access to Sears, Spiegel or JCPenney catalogues from the late 70's and early 80's, there are a lot of pictures in the leotard and exercise section of ballet slippers. I can't find them anymore."
SAL3F25
"My first recollection of being turned on by ballet slippers was when I attended my cousin's ballet recital. After the recital, we returned to my aunt's apartment for a special lunch. I told my cousin how much I liked her dance and she said she would perform it again for me in her room. She opened her dance bag, removed her sneakers and put on her soft pink slippers.
Immediately my private part "snapped to attention", making a little tent in the front of my pants. My cousin being older and pretty savvy asked me if I would like to try on a pair. She went into a dresser drawer and pulled out another, more worn, pink pair. I eagerly removed my shoes and slipped them on my feet. I was amazed that my cousin and I shared the same foot size.
We rubbed our slipper-clad feet together and my fetish was born. Well, we danced together that afternoon and she let me keep her old slippers, which I sneaked home in my briefs. I wore them in secret, sometimes with a pair of my mother's nylons, until they fell apart.
I find women in street clothes and either Pointe shoes or soft slippers very erotic. I used to work in an office where a secretary would shed her high heels regularly and wear a pair of black soft ballet slippers for most of the day. It made it difficult to keep my mind on the tasks at hand."
IB
"I think the first time I got any sort of thrill from ballet slippers was when I was 12. I found a book in a local store, which featured some woman in a tank top, leg warmers, and black leather ballet slippers. I was hopelessly addicted from the second I opened the book. The sight of those beautiful gloss black slippers on her bare feet opened a whole new avenue of pleasure for me.
I guess that must be what formed my idea of the perfect ballet slipper-gloss black leather, no elastic at the instep, and laces made into little bows at the toes. I just recently found a pair exactly like what I just described. I have yet to go more than an hour without putting those lovely gloss black slippers on my bare feet.
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I have always felt that my fetish for ballet slippers is simply a part of my personality. I hope to find someone who feels likewise, but so far I have had to be content with my fetish as a solitary activity...
As for the idea of ballet fetish as sexual deviancy, I would have to say that I do not care if it is, I am happy with myself as a ballet slipper fetishist, I have no problem with being same, and I do not for one second wish that I were not aware of the delights of the ballet slipper. This aspect of my life has brought me many hours of joy and has at times provided me with solace from the unpleasantness of everyday life. I am even
a little proud of my fetish. It is a part of me and I would not part with it for all the Rolexes in Switzerland."
BREUGUET
My personal story begins as far as the age of four, when I seeing, in TV, (it was in the late 1960's), a female mime, a tiny beautiful woman with elegant and tight costume with black slippers. I had my first erotic experience after this vision. This is why I always turn on with this particular fetish (especially black ballet slippers, with black ballerinas or black flat Mary-Janes). The other way of the beginning of this fetish is a little exercise book for females: The XBX plan for Woman (first edition 1959) by the Royal Canadian Air Force. For those who unfamiliar with this book, it?s an exercise guide from the RCAF edited in the late 1950's, with three beautiful girls as models, dressed with black leotards and ballet slippers. I've got a chance to having three copies of this book and always turn me on ;-).
All my life I searched and collect images of this kind, and my search is very expanded: Catalogues (Sears, Consumer Distribution, in the early 1980's), films, magazines of all kind, advertising, etc.) Erotic publications also, but I fund very little about this particular fetish (with fully frustrations).
Always I thought I was alone with this fetish, until I discovered the Internet, in the summer of 1996. At this moment, I found very a few, or nothing about this. I joined Ben Onelist via a German site (Ballet Fetish) and a found a very fine and (I hope) expanded community. I accept myself with this and really thanks them for help me ;-).
PETERBORO (Alain R.)
"My best and closest friend is Kristin. She lives several houses down from me. We share the same fetish for ballet slippers. K doesn't dance - but she works for a company that provides dance shoes to a number of ballet companies and theme parks in the area (Orlando) - including the dance company I dance with.
I'd seen K around the neighbourhood but we didn't chat much until she came to do fittings and we recognised each other about three years ago (I was 19 at the time and she was 20). Although we get our shoes provided to us at the dance company, I have to pay for my own at school (I'm also a college student). But K told me to come down to the store and she would take care of me (I didn't know she was a manager at the time).
I went to her store on a Saturday afternoon. Actually, I didn't make a special trip - but it was near one of the outlet malls and when I passed, I figured I would stop in. I was wearing an old pair of white Capezio slippers just to beat around in. We can't wear "street slippers" in the studios because they would scratch the wood floors so once I wear a pair on the street, that's about all they are good for at that point.
The store was pretty busy so I had to wait for K to come over. She came over and asked me to slip out of my ballet slippers so she could measure my foot – she said she had my measurements and foot template on file - but because the store was so busy, it was just faster to do a new measurement. I thought it was kind of funny how she kept my barefoot in her lap as we were chatting - for quite a few minutes after she'd measured - especially since she was so busy. Then she went into the stockroom and then came out and asked if she could see one of my slippers - to take it in to match size. I didn't think much of it - except that it was a really old pair and I'd been wearing them all day - so I remember saying something like "I'm sorry if they might be a bit stinky." I thought her comment was strange too - she said, "Don't worry - I like them that way." I'd told her I wanted white ones – but then, I changed my mind 'cause we have to wear pink in class. I figured I'd go into the stockroom to tell her that I'd changed my mind about colour.
As I went in, no one was there so I just quietly turned the corner of the shelving - and there was K -holding the limp slipper to her nose and sniffing it. I got so turned on, because I had my slipper fetish, which includes odour - for quite some time before that. But I didn't say anything (I didn't know what to say) and I quietly left the stockroom. About two minutes later, K came back with my slippers - and the new white pair. I tried them on and they fit OK. I think I was blushing a bit from having seen K sniffing my old slipper just moments before. I told her I would also like a pink pair for class - and she again took one of my slippers with her to the storeroom. Of course this time, I knew what she was doing and I was definitely "wet" between my legs just thinking about it. I had always considered Kris to be very attractive. I thought that was a good excuse so I
asked if she would come over after work since we lived so close - and we could watch a movie. She agreed. I also figured I'd give her a treat - my old slippers had just about had it anyway - so I asked if I could wear the new white ones and if there was a trash can so could throw away my old ones. She promptly replied not to worry - that she would take them back to her office in the stockroom and throw them away there. Of course, I subsequently found out that she NEVER did throw them away.
That's another story as if our first experience watching TV together.
A friend of mine (K) came over after class for dinner. I did not expect her to wear her ballet slippers but she said she'd got caught in our daily afternoon deluge (it happens almost daily in Florida this time of year) and that her Ked's were soaked.
After dinner (Chinese take-out in front of the sofa), we put on a movie we'd rented and sat on the coach. She was stretched out on the sofa and I put her feet over my lap so I could sit next to her.
Those of you that are not familiar with cotton slippers - they are similar to a pair of socks - and many of us have experienced that when you take your shoes off and your socks are sweaty, the aroma can fill the room. Cotton slippers do not hold in foot odour in the way a pair of leather or satin slippers do - and Kim was still wearing her practice tights. I wouldn't say it was "stinky" but definitely the odour of feet - an odour I find very erotic.
I had put her sneakers in the dryer and found they had a "stinky" odour. Kim's slippers were really turning me on. At one point, I said to her -"Kim - your slippers are really turning me on - can I take a photo of them (we'd both had wine - a lot of wine with dinner. Kim has not been a lover - but I could have made love to her last night). She held her slippered foot up to my face - I stopped the movie, got my camera and took the picture attached her.
Kim just sat on the couch and watched. When I finished, I held the slipper's toe to my nose, inhaled, and then tossed the slipper back to Kim. She just smiled (which is what I guess someone, as drunk as she [and I] was - would do). She did not slip it back on. I turned the lamp off, started the movie again - and assumed the same position as before - except that I took the loose slipper and fondled and sniffed it for the rest of the movie - sort of like someone would puff a cigarette during a movie.
All in all - a great experience. Good movie too."
JOANNA
"I first got into ballet slippers on beautiful women by watching a magic show! The magician sawed a woman in halves. She wore ballet slippers for the illusion. She also got her feet tickled.
I loved the way the slippers looked on her feet and how easily the slippers were slipped off and placed back on her pretty feet for tickling. I imagined how nice it would feel to have those slippered feet pleasuring me, while I tickled her.
That was the first realisation I had a ballet slipper fetish; along with a foot tickling and magic fetish.
I've been pretty lucky to see so many pretty ladies wearing ballet slippers. One of my favourite life experiences occurred of course during the 80's, the best part about this particular young lady, 3 different times, 3 different slippers!
First time I meet Kim was while at my favourite arcade. (Space Port at Woodbridge Mall, Woodbrigde, N.J.) I miss the mall and the Arcade closed in the early 90's :-(. ) She was working as a server in the local Chinese restaurant.
Odd thing, she's blond blue eyed Caucasian, not oriental. But equal opportunity employment was in her favour thankfully ;-))!! She had some time off and decided to play a game of "Pole Position" at the arcade. The game was in one of the booth type set ups (Sit down, Steering wheel, "GAS PEDAL !!!" )
For the day that I first ran into her, she was dressed in sweatpants, her T-shirt for the job, and size 5 pink satin Capezio ballet slippers. I stopped, stood and watched as she played the game. Each time she pressed the pedal... Oh Yeah!! Just wait till I tell you about the 2 last times I ran into her! Geez, I wished I had those cards to play over again!
Also, why I say, had I played the cards differently? See, I was working at a grocery store (Avenel, N.J.) in the frozen food section. (Summer time/ Bikini tops/ Ice cream freezers and Ballet slippered babes) I ran across in count during that year at least 8 or more different sightings! I kid you not! I just hope I can fit all of those into the sighting eventually.
Back to the 'Kimmer'. I saw her in my department in a white sweatshirt, red sweatpants, white socks and white leather slippers! (My favourite!) I didn't realise it was her until my third run in with her! I made a comment about her slippers "Cute Shoes!", she giggled and I reach down to ask what size she wore. (I already knew of course, I could tell she was a 5.) She lifted her foot up to me! How could I, a tickler, resist? So across her outer edge I gave her a nice tickle and she giggled and smiled, (Best part, she wiggled her toes, and didn't pull away or drop her foot.) Of course managers being what they are, came around the corner, so I had to say a quick wave bye, "See ya' later" and finished up!
She was in the next day applying for a job! She wore a black button down shirt, tight blue denim jeans, barefoot and over her cute little feet were black leather ballet slippers. (A favourite of many of my friends, I also adore those as well.) She noticed me looking at her and winked. But she wasn't hired. That was the last I saw of Kim. (I at least found out her name from someone who went to High School with her in Woodbridge... damn... I miss that town during the 80's, so many chicks in slippers!) I wish I had asked for her phone number! But NO! Mr "Get back to work" had to show up, then not hire the cutie! What a schmuck!! Feel sorry for me! Thanks."
JSA3SWIH (Joel A.)
