Escape Room Buttcrack
Hey everyone. I’ve been lurking and reading stories for awhile now, and I’ve been missing seeing new stories for awhile. So I figured I could start contributing. I’ve loved wearing low rise and letting my buttcrack show for a long time now. I have tons of stories to share with you all!
This story is from a time my girl friends and I did an escape room. I was feeling confident this day, so I wore a dangerous combination of low rise jeans that barely came up above the top of my crack and a t-shirt that barely came down to the top of my crack. While I was standing, I was covered, but pretty much any movement exposed my buttcrack, and I wouldn’t really have any way to cover it up. Having just changed, I was feeling great about my outfit and the night ahead, but when my friend came by to pick me up and I got in her car, I started to regret my decision. I immediately felt 3 inches of my buttcrack start to show, and realized this would be happening all night without a way for me to stop it. But I was committed now…
Before the escape room we decided to grab some food. There was this place near the escape room that was basically a big food court. My friend and I got there first, so we decided to grab a table while waiting for our other friends. I was anxious about how much I was going to show, so I yanked my pants up the best I could before sitting down, but 2 inches of buttcrack still showed. I tried pulling my shirt down to cover up, but it wouldn’t come down past the top of my crack, so there was nothing I could do. Oh, and the chairs were open back and the food court was pretty crowded with lots of foot traffic, so I knew tons of people could see my exposure. Fortunately for me, I quickly got used to my exposed skin and kinda forgot about it.
My friends arrived and I got up to greet them, but forgot to pull up my pants before sitting back down, so 3 inches of my buttcrack were now showing. I tried tugging my shirt again, but once again it did nothing. Fortunately, I got a chance to stand up to go grab my food after a couple minutes, so I was able to pull up my pants. When I sat back down with my food, I made sure to pull my pants up first, so only 2 inches were showing while I was eating. We stayed there a good 30 minutes and I had at least 2 inches of my buttcrack out the whole time.
After we finished our food, we headed to the escape room. The woman who was going to be running our escape room explained the rules to us (if you’ve never done one before, basically you’re “locked” in a room where you have to complete a bunch of puzzles and solve a bunch of clues to escape) and she mentioned that she would be watching us through a camera so she could help us if we needed. I immediately realized that meant she would likely be seeing my exposed buttcrack the whole time.
We started the escape room, and well let’s just say there was tons of moving around, bending over, and kneeling down. For the first couple minutes I was yanking up my pants a ton, but then I kinda gave up. I couldn’t stop my buttcrack from showing. For the rest of the time I generally knew my pants were slipping down, but I wasn’t usually aware of how low they were. My buttcrack was pretty much visible the entire time.
There were a couple highlights though. First, I was trying to unlock a chest on the ground, and my friend was telling me the code for it from another clue she solved. I kneeled down to put in the code, and I glanced back at my friend as she told it to me, and I totally caught her looking at my buttcrack. I then realized I was showing a lot, and after unlocking the chest I quickly stood up to fix my pants. As I was standing, I reached back to feel how low my pants were, and I felt 5 inches of buttcrack and a lot of my cheeks showing. I didn’t mean to let my pants fall that low, but I had gotten careless.
Near the end of the room, I had my worst exposure of the night. One of our last puzzles involved solving a code to this safe at the bottom of the wall. We were all hurrying to try and finish because we were almost out of time. I was squatting down working on this safe, and my friends had finished the rest of their clues so they were just waiting on me and helping me. As they were helping me though, a couple of my friends were just laughing. After squatting there for a good minute, I finally got the safe opened. One of my friends loudly exclaimed “Alright Maddie, pull up your pants and let’s go!” When she said that, I reached back and felt 6 inches of my butt hanging out. I had been practically mooning them for the last minute or two. I apologized to them and they laughed it off, and we finished the escape room. The worker who was running our room congratulated us for finishing, and maybe I’m making this up in my head, but it sure felt like she was smirking at me because she was watching my butt hang out of my pants the whole time.
This story is from a time my girl friends and I did an escape room. I was feeling confident this day, so I wore a dangerous combination of low rise jeans that barely came up above the top of my crack and a t-shirt that barely came down to the top of my crack. While I was standing, I was covered, but pretty much any movement exposed my buttcrack, and I wouldn’t really have any way to cover it up. Having just changed, I was feeling great about my outfit and the night ahead, but when my friend came by to pick me up and I got in her car, I started to regret my decision. I immediately felt 3 inches of my buttcrack start to show, and realized this would be happening all night without a way for me to stop it. But I was committed now…
Before the escape room we decided to grab some food. There was this place near the escape room that was basically a big food court. My friend and I got there first, so we decided to grab a table while waiting for our other friends. I was anxious about how much I was going to show, so I yanked my pants up the best I could before sitting down, but 2 inches of buttcrack still showed. I tried pulling my shirt down to cover up, but it wouldn’t come down past the top of my crack, so there was nothing I could do. Oh, and the chairs were open back and the food court was pretty crowded with lots of foot traffic, so I knew tons of people could see my exposure. Fortunately for me, I quickly got used to my exposed skin and kinda forgot about it.
My friends arrived and I got up to greet them, but forgot to pull up my pants before sitting back down, so 3 inches of my buttcrack were now showing. I tried tugging my shirt again, but once again it did nothing. Fortunately, I got a chance to stand up to go grab my food after a couple minutes, so I was able to pull up my pants. When I sat back down with my food, I made sure to pull my pants up first, so only 2 inches were showing while I was eating. We stayed there a good 30 minutes and I had at least 2 inches of my buttcrack out the whole time.
After we finished our food, we headed to the escape room. The woman who was going to be running our escape room explained the rules to us (if you’ve never done one before, basically you’re “locked” in a room where you have to complete a bunch of puzzles and solve a bunch of clues to escape) and she mentioned that she would be watching us through a camera so she could help us if we needed. I immediately realized that meant she would likely be seeing my exposed buttcrack the whole time.
We started the escape room, and well let’s just say there was tons of moving around, bending over, and kneeling down. For the first couple minutes I was yanking up my pants a ton, but then I kinda gave up. I couldn’t stop my buttcrack from showing. For the rest of the time I generally knew my pants were slipping down, but I wasn’t usually aware of how low they were. My buttcrack was pretty much visible the entire time.
There were a couple highlights though. First, I was trying to unlock a chest on the ground, and my friend was telling me the code for it from another clue she solved. I kneeled down to put in the code, and I glanced back at my friend as she told it to me, and I totally caught her looking at my buttcrack. I then realized I was showing a lot, and after unlocking the chest I quickly stood up to fix my pants. As I was standing, I reached back to feel how low my pants were, and I felt 5 inches of buttcrack and a lot of my cheeks showing. I didn’t mean to let my pants fall that low, but I had gotten careless.
Near the end of the room, I had my worst exposure of the night. One of our last puzzles involved solving a code to this safe at the bottom of the wall. We were all hurrying to try and finish because we were almost out of time. I was squatting down working on this safe, and my friends had finished the rest of their clues so they were just waiting on me and helping me. As they were helping me though, a couple of my friends were just laughing. After squatting there for a good minute, I finally got the safe opened. One of my friends loudly exclaimed “Alright Maddie, pull up your pants and let’s go!” When she said that, I reached back and felt 6 inches of my butt hanging out. I had been practically mooning them for the last minute or two. I apologized to them and they laughed it off, and we finished the escape room. The worker who was running our room congratulated us for finishing, and maybe I’m making this up in my head, but it sure felt like she was smirking at me because she was watching my butt hang out of my pants the whole time.
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