storyteller-ml/tts/StyleTTS2TrainOG/Data/OOD_harness.txt

ood/1.wav|It feels so comforting and familiar to be back in our family home after so many years working and studying abroad. Memories and sudden flashbacks are being triggered.|1151
ood/2.wav|almost nonstop now that i'm back every scratch on the kitchen table every old utensil every faded curtain all take me back to specific moments in this room.|1151
ood/3.wav|that were once lived and forever loved. On our fridge door, I notice the familiar collection of photos that have managed to stay in position for years and years.|1151
ood/4.wav|I see a photo of my younger self playing piano, a cute pic of me with my first girlfriend, Debbie.|1151
ood/5.wav|An action shot of my brother playing football with Carl Jones, the neighbor. And an extended family photo taken out in the backyard.|1151
ood/6.wav|With Carl and his family, the next door neighbors have always felt like they were part of our family.|1151
ood/7.wav|Carl was also my first ever real crush. I became a little obsessed with him, I think.|1151
ood/8.wav|Who could blame me? He is tremendously good looking. Besides, a young woman needs to find an outlet for her sexual energy somewhere.|1151
ood/9.wav|When I needed to blow out some steam, Carl became my subject of desire as I look around the kitchen.|1151
ood/10.wav|I'm suddenly reminded of some of the more explicit experiences I've had in this room.|1151
ood/11.wav|My vision is now clearly affected by the soft sheen of arousal.|1151
ood/12.wav|I noticed the kitchen table, where I once kissed the pussy of the woman who came to tune our piano.|1151
ood/13.wav|The potato peeler that I once used to smooth the rough skin of a carrot so I could masturbate with it. The faded curtains through which I spied on Carl.|1151
ood/14.wav|as he worked out in his backyard. Carl, I start to get really quite horny as I engage with all of these flashbacks.|1151
ood/15.wav|Carl seems to be at the forefront of them all. Every thought about him amplifies my bubbling insides in a new way.|1151
ood/16.wav|All my obsessive feelings for Carl, with his fit, athletic body, training hard in the next door yard, are flooding my body.|1151
ood/17.wav|I see flickers of his face, his warm brown eyes, his large velvet lips, his football strong arms.|1151
ood/18.wav|His giant, sincere smile, his beautiful face has a home deep in my subconscious, the image that comes to mind.|1151
ood/19.wav|More vividly than any other is the look in his eyes as he peers up at me from behind my gaping vulva.|1151
ood/20.wav|I lean into the back of the chair in this kitchen of my family home, with no one else around, and let the scene unfold again in my mind.|1151
ood/21.wav|It was a seriously sensual experience. I can see it all, as clear as yesterday. Here I am, in the backyard of this house.|1151
ood/22.wav|Alone, having a quiet cup of tea, I'm unwinding, laying back in a deck chair, and my nightie looking up at the stars.|1151
ood/23.wav|feeling sleepy under the fresh early evening sky, and getting ready to have an early night. From outside, I can hear the chatter of my entire family.|1151
ood/24.wav|as they finish up the feast indoors. It's kind of warm for this time of year, but there is still a cool bite in the air that I'm quite enjoying.|1151
ood/25.wav|I place my hands behind my head and lean right back in the deck chair. My long body is outstretched.|1151
ood/26.wav|I can see the trees slowly swaying in the breeze. I can see the stars taking position in the sky. I can also hear the sound of a person walking down the fence line.|1151
ood/27.wav|In the next door neighbor's yard, moments later, I hear a knock on the neighbor's fence. In the light from the house.|1151
ood/28.wav|I see Carl's big smile grinning down at me over the gate. Oh, hi Carl. I feel the skin over my entire body tighten up.|1151
ood/29.wav|Underneath my nightie, as soon as I sense his gaze, tracing my shapes. Oh yeah, that's right, you love that piece.|1151
ood/30.wav|I'm very excited to see Carl's beautiful eyes perched there. You know you're the only person who calls me Jane, right? Everyone else calls me Janie.|1151
ood/31.wav|Even though I'm wearing a regular nightie, I feel exposed in a thrilling way. He is casually examining me as we chat.|1151
ood/32.wav|And all I can think about is the fact that there is only a single layer of thin fabric separating my long naked body and his warm naked eyes.|1151
ood/33.wav|From underneath the material, my nipples firm up even more. They enjoy being on display, and who am I to deny them the spotlight?|1151
ood/34.wav|I refuse to cover myself. My hands remain fixed behind my head. My breasts sit in full view, round and defiant.|1151
ood/35.wav|I'm waiting for self conscious thoughts to emerge, but only goose bumps on my skin surface. Carl is drinking in the sight of me.|1151
ood/36.wav|And I am loving his attention at this moment. Carl opens the gate and walks over to me in the chair. He's holding a plate of pie.|1151
ood/37.wav|which I have trouble seeing properly from my reclined position. Oh, how sweet, Carl. Let me see it. Carl has maintained a respectful distance.|1151
ood/38.wav|But it is going to be impossible for him to pass me a plate of pie without coming into my personal space a little. He kneels down to my level near the foot of the deck chair.|1151
ood/39.wav|and holds out the plate for me to see. There's an air of flirtatiousness in what he says next.|1151
ood/40.wav|Throughout the years, Carl and I have often bonded over our love of cooking. He has been our guest for dinner more times than I could possibly remember.|1151
ood/41.wav|He knows I'm a total badass in the kitchen. I examine the plate in his outstretched hand and notice his eyes are looking beyond the pie.|1151
ood/42.wav|I can't really see it with you kneeling all the way down there, Carl. I'm laying the groundwork to get him to move closer into my personal space.|1151
ood/43.wav|He smirks at me and moves in closer, still kneeling. I don't take the plate. I can tell he's trying desperately hard not to look directly at my pussy.|1151
ood/44.wav|But I know he sees it. My nightie hugs the shapes of my body, revealing every ridge, curve, and mound. I begin to smell my own desire.|1151
ood/45.wav|That isn't maple whipped cream on the top of that pie, is it?" I smirk. His confidence in me as a cook?|1151
ood/46.wav|is feeling a confidence I've never felt in myself as a subject of desire. At least, not around Carl.|1151
ood/47.wav|A beautifully long silence emerges as we both enjoy the sexual tension and chemistry unfolding between us.|1151
ood/48.wav|After so many years of trying to manufacture a moment of sensuality and intimacy between us, I am now faced with the fantasy.|1151
ood/49.wav|I so dreamed of, but this moment of longing and desire we both share right now.|1151
ood/50.wav|is much more arousing than I could have ever imagined. My entire family is in the house a few yards behind the back of this deck chair I sit in.|1151
ood/51.wav|Carl is kneeling beside me. He still clutches the small plate of homemade pumpkin pie with maple whipped cream. Carl is more than a neighbor.|1151
ood/52.wav|He's a family friend. This moment couldn't possibly be filled with more tension and suspense. It's perfect.|1151
ood/53.wav|Finally, I release my hands from behind my head. It looks like I'm about to take the plate from Carl, but I don't.|1151
ood/54.wav|Instead, I pinch the sides of my nightie with my fingers. Carl, I say softly, I've got something that I'd love you to try.|1151
ood/55.wav|I very slowly start to pull the nightie up my sides so that the hem brushes up my thighs and over my pussy. Let me know your expert thoughts.|1151
ood/56.wav|The nightie continues to rise up my body, exposing a very naked and vulnerable me, almost shocked.|1151
ood/57.wav|I feel cold air and the moisture building between my legs. Carl places the plate on the ground, but remains still, silent.|1151
ood/58.wav|Almost. If this is going to happen here, like this, then he will have to meet me on the other side of this forbidden line.|1151
ood/59.wav|I slowly bring my knees out to the side and expose myself fully to him. This should make his impulses harder to resist.|1151
ood/60.wav|I see him swallow, but his eyes never leave the gift I am giving him. I need you to tell me if it's sweet enough.|1151
ood/61.wav|He then looks me straight in the eyes. Yes, Carl, I want you to taste my pussy. Thank you for listening. For the entire story, please visit audio desires dot com.|1151
ood/62.wav|The doorbell rings and yanks me painfully away from my horny reverie. Fuck it, I was really enjoying that flashback. Me and Carl in the backyard.|1151
ood/63.wav|Having a secret sexual encounter while my whole family is just inside the house, I can still feel the tension, the excitement.|1151
ood/64.wav|The sensation, even after all these years, the presence of his tongue exploring my native vagina.|1151
ood/65.wav|Carl is the only man who has so skillfully and tenderly made me orgasm using only his mouth|1151
ood/66.wav|For years, I longed for something sensual to take place between me and my sexy guy next door. And when it finally did.|1151
ood/67.wav|It was the last time I actually saw Carl. He got a job in another state, and I went traveling abroad for several years.|1151
ood/68.wav|I guess everyone holds a fantasy of a neighbor they once had. I certainly do. In my case, though, it's not a fantasy that I hold dear.|1151
ood/69.wav|but a vivid memory. It's one of my sexiest memories. I treasure it and nurture it by reliving the moment again and again.|1151
ood/70.wav|Each time I revisit that scene in my mind of Carl and I sharing an intimate exchange out the back, I feel my pussy tingle with excitement.|1151
ood/71.wav|The thing that makes this memory so delicious is the secrecy behind it all. There's something really hot about pursuing things that are.|1151
ood/72.wav|kind of forbidden, about engaging in activities that you know will form a secret to be shared only between you and the other perpetrator.|1151
ood/73.wav|My family and Carl's family have lived side by side for as long as I can remember. Their family is beloved to ours. Carl is especially beloved.|1151
ood/74.wav|So, if anyone somehow found out that Carl ate my pussy in the backyard here.|1151
ood/75.wav|While the whole family was just inside the house finishing dinner? Well, well, I don't know what would happen exactly.|1151
ood/76.wav|But no one should know, ever. It has to stay between Carl and me.|1151
ood/77.wav|I realize that I've been stroking my panties the whole time I've been thinking about this explicit encounter, and I'm not really surprised.|1151
ood/78.wav|Oh crap! I totally forgot that Carl's mom was joining us for dinner. My brother and his wife thought it might be nice to have her over.|1151
ood/79.wav|since we are all back home for the holiday. Now that her husband has passed, she lives alone, and Carl lives in another state, so Misses Jones gets lonely.|1151
ood/80.wav|I race to the front of the house in a fluster to greet Carl's mom, and I realize that I'm still smelling like my own aroused sex.|1151
ood/81.wav|As I turn the knob and fling open the door, my mind is forming the words, Mrs. Jones, how lovely to see you after all these years.|1151
ood/82.wav|But when my brain catches up to what my eyes are looking at on our front porch, my heart literally stops for a second or two. It's Carl.|1151
ood/83.wav|His beautiful big voice resonates through my entire stilted body. This feeling of surprise is almost traumatic.|1151
ood/84.wav|Carl yeah let's just say quite a few. the years have been very kind to him. He hasn't changed a bit.|1151
ood/85.wav|His warm brown eyes, his large velvet lips, his football strong arms, his giant sincere smile.|1151
ood/86.wav|I'm still motionless as I feel a cloud of pheromones emanate from my body and drift directly into him.|1151
ood/87.wav|I offer out my hand, which he happily takes. Then, he pulls me into his body for a giant, nostalgic embrace. I melt into him.|1151
ood/88.wav|and try to ignore that I can smell the scent of my own pussy in our handshake. Eventually, the rest of the family join us at the front door to welcome our beloved neighbors.|1151
ood/89.wav|We head inside, and the feast gets underway. I tell embarrassing stories about Carl working out in the backyard.|1151
ood/90.wav|in front of a mirror, kissing his own muscles. We all loosen up over some delicious wine. Karl is warm, intelligent, and authentic.|1151
ood/91.wav|The kind of man I think I could be with, I lose myself in his entertaining stories, and my foot finds its way to his leg as often as it can.|1151
ood/92.wav|At one point, I catch myself with one shoe kicked off, and my toes gently resting on him. I like to be touching him.|1151
ood/93.wav|When he talks, I can only look directly at his mouth. I feel his kiss on my inner thighs. I feel his teeth pinching my nipples.|1151
ood/94.wav|I feel that familiar ache between my legs as my pussy screams at me to jump right on top of Carl.|1151
ood/95.wav|and ease his cock deep inside me. These sorts of urges become harder and harder to ignore as the evening meal progresses between dinner and dessert.|1151
ood/96.wav|We decide to have some entertainment and some sweet wine. Mom starts playing piano and everyone else finds a spot in the living area to enjoy the show.|1151
ood/97.wav|I make my way into the kitchen to start preparing dessert. I'm at the island bench in the middle of the kitchen, cutting the dessert pie into decent pieces.|1151
ood/98.wav|when I see Carl's fit body in the doorway. Okay, great. Thanks, Carl. Are you sure? You'll miss the piano playing. Oh, yeah?|1151
ood/99.wav|What about? Carl walks over to my side of the island bench. About when you ate my pussy in the backyard? Carl looks down at me, deep in my eyes.|1151
ood/100.wav|Wished for what? Carl is searching for the right words. But we both know that there aren't any. We look into each other for a moment.|1151
ood/101.wav|while the twinkling of the piano floats in from the next room and the dessert pie lay unattended on the kitchen bench. Then, suddenly, passionately,|1151
ood/102.wav|Our two faces are drawn into each other, and our lips lock into a deep kiss that disables all the feeling in my legs.|1151
ood/103.wav|Carl holds me tightly, and my fears of falling over into a quivering heap are gone. He grabs me by the ass with a firm hand.|1151
ood/104.wav|and pushes my pussy into his stiffened pants. I suck his face with all my might. Carl is rubbing my butt with his fingers.|1151
ood/105.wav|Dancing around my anus, and I swear, I can almost hear my own pussy crying out his name. I arch my back slightly.|1151
ood/106.wav|tilt my ass upward. He bends slightly at the knees, rub my pussy through the back of my dress. I feel his breath, and he whispers into my ear.|1151
ood/107.wav|I tilt my head back. My breathing intensifies. He slowly kisses around my neck and under my chin.|1151
ood/108.wav|until his lips have found their way to my other ear. While Carl is feasting on my earlobes, I slide my hand between his cock and my pussy.|1151
ood/109.wav|And I start to undo his zipper, something that I've always wished for. I remind him that they are all preoccupied around the piano.|1151
ood/110.wav|And before he has a chance to draw my attention to the fact that all our loved ones are in the very next room, and that the only thing he needs to worry about.|1151
ood/111.wav|is trying not to come right onto my face while I lick his giant cock from balls to knob. And with that.|1151
ood/112.wav|I get down on my knees and unleash the most beautiful, clean, and strong penis my eyes have ever beheld.|1151
ood/113.wav|I see a bolt of energy shoot through his shaft, and his cock transforms into its thick, glorious full size.|1151
ood/114.wav|I take the briefest of seconds to soak this image in and let it burn into my collection of secret memories about Carl, as promised.|1151
ood/115.wav|I allow my tongue the pleasure of a single, long, slow lick from his balls.|1151
ood/116.wav|All the way up the smooth sensitive skin of his shaft to his swollen head|1151