Well I've been lurking here for some time so I think I'll toss in a story of mine. Here's the story about a brief encounter I had with a girl at a cram school back when I was still in middle school (called junior high school here in Taiwan), and it was her absolutely insanely skimpy/revealing outfit and her hot as fuck body (for 14-year-old teenage me at the time) that singlehandedly kickstarted my low-rise jeans/buttcrack/whaletail fetish. I had never seen any girl or woman wear anything as crazy as this girl did since that very day. Not even close. And how long ago did this happen? Two decades at least? TBH things aren't as clear as they were since a very long time has passed but I'll try my best to describe everything as detailed as I can remember nowadays.
Since the first draft is already realllllly loooonnnnggggggg and I'm not even fully finished typing out my experience (around 70 to 80 percent done), I have decided to split up my story into 3 parts (or 4 parts if it still gets too long in the end).
So here we go.
While this isn't the first time I've seen the accidental panty slip or somewhat rarer, an accidental downblouse or a buttcrack exposure (take note that the fashion scene over here has always been several years behind that of the West), it was the very first time in my life that I've saw a girl deliberately rock the low rise jeans-whaletail combo and oh boy did she literally go all out, i mean ALL OUT with that thing on that very day.
The only reasons things happened was because it was a rare Sunday morning class (cram schools usually don't do Sunday classes) and I had overslept.
Since I was late for class that day, my usual spot was already taken so I had no choice but to take a seat all the way in the back of the classroom.
It was only when I sat down did I realise all the seats around me were empty exept for this new girl who was sitting at the seat in my upper right.
She had tanned skin (something you really don't see in Taiwan even nowadays because tanned skin is generally frowned on), a slim build, as well as a head of dirty blond hair (obviously dyed, which was and still is very rare among teens) that was tied up into a long ponytail with long bangs flowing down both sides of her face.
She was wearing a really tiny pink baby tee that hugged extremely tight around her slender torso, a pair of very tight skinny jeans that didn't go all the way down to her ankles; and a pair of old, loose, untied and raggedly-looking black canvas shoes which she wore them bare-feet like a pair of slippers.
She was also wearing two pairs of earrings, one being hoop earrings worn at her earlobes with the other being stud earrings worn on the top of her ears straight through the cartilige (which was and still is again, something you seldom see over here). On her exposed left ankle was a silver anklet while on both her of wrists were close to half a dozen patterned fabric bracelets and rubber wrist bands.
Although the seats in the classroom were wooden chairs that had fully cut-out backrests, she had her large handbag placed behind her, blocking the entirity of her backside. Still I noticed that not only was her baby tee cropped at her belly button leaving the entirity of her slim midriff exposed; she had a pair of large voluptuous breasts as well which definitely attracted my attention.
However, just when things were starting to mellow out, she suddenly turned around to retrieve her bag. And that was when things started to really fucking escalate.
First things first, it turned out that her pink baby tee had an extremely low-cut u-shaped plunging neckline. Not only were more than half her huge boobs literally spilling out of her tiny baby tee, a pair of red (bra) cups also peeked out from above the plunging neckline; with red, frilly lace adorning the surface of both cups.
Thinking back, I can be almost 100 percent sure she was wearing a pushup bra that day. Not only was her bra so tight both her boobs were literally on the verge of bursting out of both cups, her boobs were also squished super tight against each other to form a massive cleavage.
As if that wasn't hot enough, she was wearing a long silver necklace that dangled all the way down her chest into her cleavage. The end of the necklace was clamped firmly between her boobs, with half a silver pendant jutting out from her cleavage while the rest was buried deep inside. Was it accidental or deliberate? TBH I have no idea. Not even to this day. However not only was it super hot, it also added a great deal of trashiness to her already very skimpy and revealing attire.
It was also the very first time I was able to get a full view of her entire face. And oh boy was she a real cutie with truly eye-catching facial features. However, she was also wearing a fuck ton of makeup... From her long eyelashes (or were they eyelash extensions?) gooped up in way too much mascara to the thick black eyeliner and eye shadow caking the skin around her eyes, then to the pink glossy lipstick caking her lips and finally to the bright pink blush smeared all over both of her cheeks, it was pretty evident she had been trying her best with her rather limited makeup skills.
I also noticed that both of her irises were pale blue? I think? Instead of black, which was anatomically impossible since she was also of Chinese descent just like me. Thinking back nowadays, it was very obvious that she had been wearing contact lenses.
Meanwhile as she whisked away her handbag from behind her seat, I was finally able to have a full, unobstructed view of her backside, and I couldn't help but do a double take out of sheer awe and disbelief.
Not only were her skinny jeans so tight they were like a second skin shrink-wrapped around her slender form; her skinny jeans turned out to be extremely low-rise, so much so the waistband (without a belt of course) of her skinny jeans had already slipped all the way down to the very bottom of her ass, leaving more than half her asscrack as well as her buttcheeks hanging outside from the confines of her tight skinny jeans.
In fact, there was so much ass cheeks and buttcrack on show that a good portion of her naked ass cheeks and asscrack were directly touching the cold wooden seat of her chair. I also couldn't help but notice that one or two centimeters down from the tip of her exposed crack was a visible tan line, with pale, clear skin composing the lower portion of her exposed butt cheeks and asscrack as opposed to the tanned skin that composed the rest of her body.
Yet this wasn't the end. Slightly above where her naked butt cheeks and exposed asscrack were touching the surface of the wooden seat was an extremely, extremely tight pair of string thong. Yep, you guessed it. She was indeed rocking a goddamn whaletail only halfways up her crack.
It was the type of string thong that was basically a g-string with a small triangle in the back. The waistband of her thong was baby blue, so were the three edges of the small triangle. Meanwhile the middle of the triangle was composed of a sheer peice of semi-transparent white fabric dotted with black polka dots.
Hear me out. When I say that her string thong was extremely, extremely tight, I absolutely, ABSOLUTELY mean it. While her cropped baby tee, pushup bra and low-rise skinny jeans were already extremely tight in their own regards, the tightness of the aforementioned items were nothing compared to the absurd tightness of her string thong.
Thinking back, I think she must've been wearing a string thong many sizes too small for her. Hell, her thong was so tiny it itself already failed to at the very least cover up most of her exposed asscrack. In fact, more than half of her exposed crack was poking out from above the waistband of her teeny tiny string thong whaletail.
And oh boy does her whaletail look absolutely messed up.
Not only was the waistband of her string thong so tight it wedged hard and sank all the way into the flesh of her exposed asscheeks, the waistbband also left huge bulges of flesh both above and below the straps similar to that of a muffin top.
What's worse, as if her thong wasn't uncomfortable enough for her already, for some inexplicable reason, her entire thong was also lopsided and yanked all the way to the left. Not only was the left strap pulled much higher compared to the right one, which lay low till it disappeared into the far side of her right ass cheek; the right strap was also horribly taut and twisted up, rolling in on itself so many times it was wound up into an extremely thin string that embedded itself firmly into her flesh.
Meanwhile the left strap arched halfway up her hips, twisting in on itself several times till it mellowed out before disappearing into the waistband of her ultra low-rise skinny jeans.
With that said, both straps looked as if they were stretched to their absolute limit and were about to snap at any time, sorta like when you give someone's g-string an atomic wedgie and pull both straps all the way over their shoulders.
Moreover, the small triangle in the back of her string thong whaletail, instead of resting in the middle where it should had been, was yanked all the way to the left and was now pressing hard against the skin of her left butt cheek. The triangle was also no longer a proper triangle since the triangle was yanked towards the left so violently the entire thing was pulled taut, with the upper half of the triangle elongated all the way to the left and folding in on itself many times it ended up almost just as twisted up as the right strap of her string thong whaletail.
On the other hand, the bottom half of the triangle was yanked all the way to the right just as violently as before, the thong strap that was supposed to be flossed deep inside her asscrack poking out from her crack to tug onto the fabric as hard as it could.
And while the bottom strap only showed itself for a brief length before flossing into her crack completely, it was evident the bottom strap was also stretched to its absolute limit as it was wedged so firmly against her left butt cheek that the flesh from her butt cheek bulged out from either side of the thong strap.
So there I was, my eyes absolutely glued onto her backside. It was a pretty long time before I caught myself ogling at the sight of her exposed ass, asscrack and her absolutely messed up string thong whaletail. Without a doubt, whatever was in front of my eyes was easily THE ABSOLUTE hottest and sexiest thing I had ever seen in my life up to that very Sunday morning.
While like I said it wasn't the first time I had ever witnessed the accidental thong slip, buttcrack, or hell, a downblouse even; I had never seen someone wear such an insanely skimpy and revealing outfit and all-out expose their body just like the girl in front of me on that day. Not even close.
Remember again that I was only 14 at the time. Meanwhile she was also likely 14, at most 15. From her super-low cut cropped baby tee with her pushup bra and boobs spilling out and her entire midriff below her belly button on show; to her ultra low-rise tight skinny jeans with more than half her ass and asscrack hanging outside coupled with her super duper tight string thong whaletail that was only worn halfway up her exposed crack; she wasn't only half-naked. No. She was significantly more naked than clothed at this point.
And BOOM (snaps fingers IRL), I didn't know it at the time, but her hot as fuck body as well as her super skimpy, revealing and admittedly goddamn trashy attire absolutely woke something deep within me on that very day.
And do you know what was the cherry on top of the cake? The wash tag of her string thong. There it was, a long white tag sticking out above the twisted mess of a fabric that was supposed to be a triangle. All wrinkled and scrunched up, the wash tag lay against the pale skin of her exposed left butt cheek.
It wasn't long before I also noticed the multiple chafe marks on both her exposed butt cheeks. Below the left strap and above the right strap of her whaletail were several visible rings of deep red lines etched into the pale skin of her ass cheeks; another testiment to just how tight her string thong must've been for all this time.
So there I was, edging with a giga boner and fighting the urge to cream baby juice straight into my boxers. Meanwhile she acted as if all was well, vigorously texting away with her Motorola flip phone hidden under her desk while her textbook and notebook sat empty on the table without a single note taken. It was only when our TA approached us to take our attendance did she stuff the phone into her right jeans pocket in a swift motion. Our TA was a college-aged guy, thinking back was he a college senior?
Cue my amazement when the girl, clearly seeing the TA approach us, didn't even bother to cover herself up, not even with her hands. I could see the TA's eyes widen with either shock, awe or disbelief as he closed in on us from the front and laid eyes on her face caked in makeup as well as her exposed boobs and pushup bra. His eyes widened further as he continued to check her out, laying eyes on her exposed tummy and midriff as well as the side profile of her juicy exposed ass and the left strap of her whaletail.
Hesitatingly, he handed out a clipboard for her to sign her name on it.
After she finished signing her name, he then proceeded to hand me the clipboard to sign my name on it. By the time I had fished signing the clipboard, I could see that his eyes were the size of dinner plates as he ogled at her exposed back, ass cheeks, asscrack as well as her lopsided, twisted up and super tight string thong whaletail that was stuck halfways up her exposed crack.
However it wasn't long before she realised that our TA was checking her out. Instead of scurrying to cover up her exposed asscrack or whaletail with her hand or fix her ultra low-rise skinny jeans, she only nonchalantly turned her head slightly, taking a brief peek at him with the corner of her left eye before casually yanking down the rear hemline of her cropped baby tee.
Not to cover herself up for sure as her baby tee only went down halfways down her back and was way too short to cover up anything. More like a silent acknowledgement that she was aware he was checking out her exposed backside. That seemed to take our TA out of his trance. Begrudgingly he moved on, taking several quick glances at her before he left the classroom.
Recess.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
