November contest winner (Patreon)

Sorry for the late judgement on the November story contest.  Damn, I had a really hard time deciding between Dalek Supreme's Louvre story and Carlos Valle Cardo's yoga pants tale.  They are both amazing stories and something I'd want to draw for such completely different reasons. Even now I still waffle between the two, but decide I must.

So the winner is... Dalek Supreme's Louvre story.  What was teh deciding factor?  Garter belts.  Of all my many many weaknesses, garter belts are just right up there, and with all of the outrageous exploding outfits I've been drawing lately, a subtle, teasing upskirt sounded quite appealing.

Although, the idea of a lovely youngly becoming accidently stimulated by her yoga pants... dammit!

Anyhow, much thanks and gradititude to all my patrons and especially to all those who contribuited. I'll repost both wonder stories below for everyone's enjoyment!

 Dalek Supreme

Nov 7, 2016

One more story.   

Venus in the Louvre.  

I was in Paris with a friend and we went to visit the Louvre. As we went round we admired the beautiful art and sculpture, stunned by the quality of the world famous artists through time magnificently presented in a superb setting.  

Suddenly we came across a perfect scene... Beauty personified... A gorgeous  French brunette, her hair cascading down her back, lit perfectly by the rays of the sun glinting from the 16 Century glass in the windows.  

She was a member of the Museum staff and in deep conversation with a senior professor. She cannot have been more than 25 in the full flush of her prime womanhood. What little makeup she war accentuated her features perfectly under the brunette bangs that framed her face.  

The eye of the observer was irresistibly drawn to the gentle curves of her firm body as it ran from her slender neck around the beautiful perfect C cup bosom and firm slim stomach.  

Under her navy Chanel jacket and white silk blouse she wore a kaki wrap around skirt, that in her animated conversation had fallen completely open. 

 There casually revealed was a smooth full length of leg clad from her Christian Louboutin heels over her shapely calf to her thigh in nude silk Wolford stockings with a thick lace welt, sparkling in the same light that gave life to Antonio Canova's Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss.  

Her perfect thigh was gently indented with a black garter strap that lead up to the tinyest glimpse of black satin panty lace on the hip...  

Never before or since have I seen such innocent and unaware beauty. She oozed unobtainable feminine sexuality with every passionate phrase she uttered in the language of De Sade. Her image was indelibly burned on my retina. Rembrandt? Pah! The Mona Lisa? Hideous! Titian? An amateur! Nothing that day could compare with this descendent of Eve, this modern Cleopatra.  

The 15 minutes I had staring at her bare legs seemed like days, weeks, then she suddenly stood up and her skirt swished back into place and the magic faded as her graceful step carried her into the back rooms of the museum. I considered running the risk of trespass and like the gibbering idiot I had become following her into those studious forbidden corridors of art, as I went to move, my friend grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the land of the living.  

 I would never know who she was but the living physical manifestation of Venus that day.

 Carlos Valle Cardo

Nov 1, 2016

Ok I dont know if this counts as a wardrobe malfunction but here it goes.  

For resuming me and a friend were rehearsing for a dance choreography for a shity contest of dance choreogrphys for the town holidays we where there only because we were almost 2 meters tall and they want us for lift a girl by the legs while she made a split.  

The thing was that she did artistic gymnastics in the past but now she has lost part of her flexibility and for start she want us to lift her while she traied to make the full split " if ina split the legs make a 180ª she could only made a 160ª " Her plan was to start moving up and dawn with her torso until the legs separated appropriately. The thing was that she was wearing a a grey very thick and realy thight yoga pants, that mark her a big camel toe. As she started to go up and down eventually she made it the full split but she want to keep going to make sure her muscles stretch appropriately, in that position some kind of friction start to hapening between her legs and the yoga pants because she put a face of realy being enjoing it, then she that everione was aware of what was going on and her face start to being realy flush and tried to cober it with her ands.  

For resuming the story, her lost her balance fell of ass in the grass " we were ina public park" stand up and run away, and that was the end of it, we did not participate in the contest at the end. :(