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Strangebuddy
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One thing that's always fascinated me is the history of Voodoo in New Orleans, specifically around the years that Marie Laveau was queen. While there have of course been embellishments, the setting is fascinating and seems like it could blend itself well to historical fiction and eroticism.
For example:
A white woman from the North goes to visit her friends in the New Orleans. While there, she's surprised by how fascinated the girls are with buying voodoo paraphenilia and fortune telling (Gris gris, tarot cards, spells and curses). While she doesn't put any stock in the practice, she is intrigued when they decide to sneak out on St. John's Eve to attend an underground ceremony. However, after the girl gets in and is pulled into the middle of a crowd of revelers, her friends lose their nerve and abandon her.
Frightened, she tries to sneak away but the crowd is too thick. However, as she watches a voodoo queen or priest start the ceremony and get the crowd riled up, she starts to feel the electric thrill of the crowd and her inhibitions lower, to the point that she starts moving along with the crowd and starts clamoring for the freshly made gris gris and noticing how attractive some of the black and creole members of the crowd. As the ceremony reaches its peak, some of the practicers begin to work their clothes off and the woman feels some rather large hard things poking against her ass and legs. Caught up in the moment, the woman barely notices her own clothes being pulled off and even finds her own hands moving to caress and fondle the people around her.
For example:
A white woman from the North goes to visit her friends in the New Orleans. While there, she's surprised by how fascinated the girls are with buying voodoo paraphenilia and fortune telling (Gris gris, tarot cards, spells and curses). While she doesn't put any stock in the practice, she is intrigued when they decide to sneak out on St. John's Eve to attend an underground ceremony. However, after the girl gets in and is pulled into the middle of a crowd of revelers, her friends lose their nerve and abandon her.
Frightened, she tries to sneak away but the crowd is too thick. However, as she watches a voodoo queen or priest start the ceremony and get the crowd riled up, she starts to feel the electric thrill of the crowd and her inhibitions lower, to the point that she starts moving along with the crowd and starts clamoring for the freshly made gris gris and noticing how attractive some of the black and creole members of the crowd. As the ceremony reaches its peak, some of the practicers begin to work their clothes off and the woman feels some rather large hard things poking against her ass and legs. Caught up in the moment, the woman barely notices her own clothes being pulled off and even finds her own hands moving to caress and fondle the people around her.
