Time for the story where my ex wore her cotton red triangular thong (including a picture I got from that day).
So that day, we would be going to a theme park with her family (her mother, little brother, aunt, nephew and her grandparents). She was in the phase of often wearing a thong, but consciously thinking about whether to wear one beforehand. She already knew I loved it if she showed her thong above her jeans. That night we already spent the night at her mothers, and in the morning we had to go get some stuff to take with us, so I went with her to the supermarket. I didn’t see her getting dressed, so I didn’t know whether she wore a thong or not. I didn’t even know whether she brought any to her mothers. What I did know is that she was wearing her lowest pair of low rise jeans. In the past, this jeans was famous for the amount of buttcrack she showed when crouching. Only one thing in the store we had to get was located on the lowest shelve, and luckily she got it (and not me). I was standing behind her curious to know whether she was wearing a thong. While she crouched, her jeans slid down and her buttcrack appeared above her jeans. No thong. But the amount of buttcrack she was showing was reason enough for me to pursue her to wear a thong that day, because I loved her showing her thong disappearing into her buttcrack. So when we got back, I asked her whether she packed any thongs, and she said she did. I asked her why she brought it, since we would only be there one night, and she wouldn’t have any more opportunity to wear it. She said she actually only brought her thong with the intention of wearing it, but she didn’t wear it because she forgot to change her underwear that morning. She then said that she’d change, since it would be more hygienic to change underwear every day. I definitely agreed.
After she changed, the only question was which thong she brought with her. The answer came when we would get in the car. She put the seatbelt on her little brother in the car, and to do so, she had to bend over. When she did, her jeans was a good 2 inches below the top of her buttcrack and her thong 3 inches above her jeans. Nobody saw, since we were the last ones to enter the car. I let her sit in the front, and quickly entered the back of the car. While she got in the car, her thong was still out and I hoped her mother wouldn’t see since she might say she should wear a belt or change underwear or jeans. Luckily she didn’t and we drove off. We met her aunt and grandparents at the theme park. We arrived a little earlier and waited at the carpark. When they arrived, her aunt got the stroller from the car for her nephew. She said we could put the drinks and snacks we got from the supermarket in the bottom of the stroller. My ex was getting started with that and while everyone was at her grandparents car, she crouched down several times exposing a major part of her thong to everyone at the carpark. It was quite busy and at some point a guy passed, got his phone from his pocket and then walked back again. I’m sure he made a video of her showing her thong. We entered the park and got started on the rollercoaster rides. It was not too busy in the park, but nonetheless we had to wait about 15 minutes per line. These wooden bars would lead you towards the entrance, and several people were sitting on those while waiting. In the second line, my ex also sat on a bar. She jumped on it, allowing her jeans to ride a little low. Her red thong popped from her jeans. We all couldn’t really see it since she was facing us, but I moved a bit and saw the triangle and straps of her thong on display for the other people waiting in line. When we moved, she pulled up her jeans and sat down again, now her thong was not showing, but I noticed some guys checking whether it was. I let her enter the rollercoaster first, and when she sat down (quite low) her thong popped out again. When we got out, same story. I’m sure the people that were about to enter the ride saw it. This repeated itself a few times, with me finding angles to see her thong each time! When we were walking to a field of grass to eat some lunch, her jeans fell down a little and about an inch showed while she was walking. She was walking next to her mother and her aunt was walking behind her. I don’t think she noticed because she didn’t say anything. I called her name, and we took a little detour. That’s when I told her to stand still because I wanted to show her how her thong was sticking out. I took a picture of her back and showed it to her. She smiled about it and said that she hoped I like it. I told her the day was amazing because of her, which made her very certain about herself. Just a reminder, this picture was her standing up. Can you imagine what she showed when crouching or bending over, MY GOD.
When we got to the grass, my ex bent over to get everything from the stroller. She didn’t notice her thong popping out again, with her aunt right behind her. Her aunt crouched down next to her and to my surprise, her blue lace thong also popped out, even though she was wearing a belt. She is actually quite sexy, as a young mother, and had about the same body as my ex. I’m sure she told my ex that her thong was out, because she got up and immediately pulled up her jeans. I went to her and asked her what was going on. She confirmed what happened and I then told her that when her aunt was talking to her, her thong was also sticking out of her jeans. She laughed about it. While eating lunch, we were sitting on the grass and my ex felt her lower back. She felt her thong showing and didn’t do anything about it. There were quite some people around us, so I asked her why she didn’t do anything about it. She said that if her aunt showed her thong, she couldn’t comment about my hers. My life was complete. With her not caring about her thong being out, with so many people around, including her family. I told her that she better not let her grandparents and mother see it. She agreed, and ever since that moment, we paid attention to where they were.
At some point however, it was inevitable that her mother would see. Her grandparents were sitting at some restaurant, and her mother and aunt called us to this bull riding element. They told us to do it. She actually said no, but her mother and aunt insisted. So we got on these bulls and I could see from my field that when she got up there, her thong was already sticking out of her jeans. Quite a few people were watching, including her mother and when the bulls started to turn around her thong was visible to everyone there. I fell off quite fast, also because I wanted to see how much she was showing. When we got back, her mother immediately said to her that her thong was showing and that she didn’t want to see that again. It was unacceptable. The rest of the day we were deliberately walking behind her, because when walking, a little bit of her thong would also be visible. It was such a good day. When we went to have dinner, we were sitting at this picnic table. She was not facing me or anyone from the family, but I’m sure that her thong was sticking out of her jeans the whole time we were there. I asked her after dinner, and she said that she knew her thong was out. I felt myself getting hard.
We then went to one more ride, this yellow round thing with eight seats that would go through a waterslide route. Because the ride was pretty wobbly, you had to lean forward and grab the circle shaped bar in the middle. When she did, her jeans were down too much and her thong and buttcrack were out. There wasn’t a moment where she could fix her jeans, so many of the people on the bridges over the water must have been able to see her thong there. At some point there was a splash of water, and we all got quite wet. Because I was sitting next to my girlfriend, I could see her thong changing color because of the water. It was very sexy to see the water go down with her thong in her buttcrack. When we got out of the ride, her thong was still on display and I’m sure that both her aunt and mother saw her thong again. Her aunt didn’t seem to care anymore. When we arrived at the car, the stroller had to be emptied. My girlfriend started, and again, her thong was on full display. We then said goodbye to everyone and with every hug, her shirt rode up and the top of her thong was visible. It was so sexy. Back in the car, her mother said to her that she probably should start wearing a belt. She said that it probably wasn’t that bad but kind of agreed, to make her happy.
When we arrived at her mothers house, we immediately got our bikes and went home. The moment we went around the corner, she pulled her jeans down a little bit and showed her thong which was still wet. The rest of the journey home, her thong was out. And even though nobody was around, it was so sexy to see her showing off like that in public. I think this was the day she decided just not to care at all anymore. Ever since that day, she only very occasionally wore regular panties. Thinking about her and her everyday whaletails still makes me very hard. I hope the stories will do the same for you. And here is the picture from that day. Quality is not great, and it’s taken from up close, since I didn’t want to attract everyones attention while taking a picture of her thong. Hope you enjoy nevertheless.