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What If Normal People Pt 04

What If Normal People Pt 04

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Note: For those unfamiliar with Normal People, it was a twelve 30-minute episode television program shown on British television in April/May of 2020 (during lockdown) and became one of the top shows of the year. It stars Daisy Edgar-Jones (Twisters) and Paul Mescal (Gladiator II) as young students who explore leaving school and through university, whilst also graphically exploring themselves.

During the course of the episodes there were a number of scenes where I have imagined a slightly different outcome as detailed in these stories. There is not a story associated with each episode, and they might not quite come out in episode order, but I will try and achieve this. Happy reading.

Episode 8 -- Imagine what might have happened if Marianne hadn't said no to Connell in Italy.

It had been a rather difficult day, but it shouldn't have been.

Connell and Niall had been inter-railing around Europe and had ended up near Trieste, in north-east Italy, where they were to meet up with Marianne, Peggy and Jamie who had been holidaying in Marianne's family villa.

Almost as soon as they had arrived there had been a bit of an atmosphere, and an obvious tension between Connell, Marianne and Jamie. After having given Helen, his new girlfriend, a call to say that he had arrived safely, Connell found Marianne in the kitchen chopping strawberries for their dinner later in the evening.

After another few pleasantries, Marianne indicated that Jamie had been tired and had gone for a lie down, and that she was going to cycle down to the local town to pick up a few groceries, and invited Connell to join her.

Away from the others, it was just like old times and Marianne and Connell chatted at ease with each other, and learning a bit more about each other into the bargain. But, all too soon they were back at the Villa, where a sullen and moody Jamie met them.

Over a delicious dinner, where Jamie got progressively more drunk, he did his best to belittle Connell and Niall, although much of it back-fired. This ended with Marianne storming back into the house to get the cream for the strawberries that she had forgotten to bring out.

Acknowledging the error of his ways, Jamie headed into the house, but within seconds heated voices could be heard by those outside.

Then a squeal from Marianne had Connell up from his seat and rushing into the house. Opening the door into the kitchen, Connell found Marianne and Jamie arguing from the opposite sides of the room, and he was now in the middle.

A drunk Jamie had a glass of wine in one hand and a bottle in his other, which he managed to slosh over the floor.

"Put the glass down," insisted Marianne, which Jamie ignored.

"Put the glass down, please," repeated Marianne.

This time Jamie responded by over-filling the glass with more wine from the bottle, which again spilled onto the floor.

"Ok, I'll put it down," agreed Jamie, as he held out the glass before allowing it to drop onto the floor where it smashed.

Immediately, Marianne launched herself at Jamie, only to be halted by Connell who rapidly stepped between them, holding her back.

"You're fuckin' mental!" screamed Jamie, which caused Marianne to try and lunge at him again, only to be prevented by Connell, who now began to steer her out of the kitchen and away from the raging Jamie.

Connell directed Marianne out towards the pool area, away from the others to give her the space and quiet to calm down. They hugged briefly before Marianne asked if Connell had a cigarette and the pair lit up.

"Can I sleep in your room?" asked Marianne quietly as she began to calm down.

"Sure," replied Connell without hesitation.

"I'll sleep on the floor," explained Marianne.

"The beds huge, it's fine," countered Connell, offering another solution.

The group split up shortly after that and Connell and Marianne found themselves alone in his room preparing for bed. There was an awkwardness between them.

Lying in bed, Marianne and Connell began talking, and Marianne asked Connell if there was something wrong with her as she can't get people to love her.

Connell denied this and replied that 'lots of people love you', but Marianne persisted with her pessimistic comments and revealed to Connell that her brother had recently told her that 'no-one would care when she died'.

Connell was appalled at this and tried to console Marianne by cuddling her as they lay in bed.

It was inevitable that this would turn into kissing as the pair found solace in each other's arms. Just like old times, Connell kissed Marianne tenderly, and she responded, moaning quietly, as their passions grew.

As if the past year had never happened, and the pair of lovers had not split, Connell began to take it to the next level. Slowly, he moved his hand down from Marianne's face, down on to her breast, gently cupping and squeezing it through the thin covering of the bed sheet.

"God! Yes!" groaned Marianne, as she felt Connell's hand massage her willing flesh, although her head was screaming no! It was only a couple of hours since she and Jamie had had their volcanic argument, and she knew it was over with him, but Connell still had a girlfriend, Helen, and he'd talked to her just a few hours earlier than that.

This shouldn't really be happening, but she remembered the conversation they had had after Scholls were announced and how their breakup had been a complete misunderstanding. But still this shouldn't really be happening.

"I've missed you," mumbled Connell, as he continued to kiss Marianne and explore her familiar body.

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"It's not like this with other people," whispered Marianne in response, as her hand slipped down over his muscular chest, seeking out his cock that she knew would be hard and willing already, he was always aroused when he was with her.

Taking Marianne's actions as confirming his own desires, Connell slipped his hand under the thin sheet as well and moved it down over Marianne's abdomen. As if following a homing beacon, Connell's hand slipped down and under the elastic of Marianne's panties, down into her soft pubic hair.

He always loved to tease her pubes when they had had sex before, but this time there was much greater urgency in his need. Sliding over the downy hair, his hand plunged between Marianne's legs, seeking out her warm, damp safe place, a place where Connell felt sure and secure.

Instinctively, Marianne opened her legs allowing Connell free and easy access to her sex. Only he really knew how to excite her, to pleasure her, to make her cum, and it had been so long, she was almost desperate with need. Lifting her knees a bit, allowed her to spread her thighs further, making access complete.

Connell fingers slid over Marianne's labia, and much to his surprise they were hot and slippery, it wasn't a new sensation for him, Marianne had also been willing and ready to accept him, but he hadn't expected her to be so wet. But it made it so much easier for him, his fingers ploughing between her slick lower lips, spreading them, as his fingers sought out her love tunnel.

He thought about tarrying a while on her clitoris, Marianne loved it when he teased and toyed with her hard, little bud, but tonight lust was taking over. Finding her opening, Connell immediately slid two fingers into her, curling them up to slide over the front wall of her vagina, just as she liked him to do. Marianne responded as expected, arching her back and lifting herself off the bed, as she tried to force her pussy further onto Connell's fingers.

"GOD! YES!" wailed Marianne, as she felt herself being taken, penetrated deeply, so firmly yet so lovingly, like only Connell could, and suddenly the last year virtually vanished from her memory. So great was Marianne's release that before she knew anything about it her body was trembling and bucking wildly as she came, "FUCK! YESSSS!" she cried out as she lost control, before collapsing back onto the bed.

Giving her a minute or so to recover, Connell reluctantly removed his fingers from Marianne's pussy, he loved making her climax, and that had just been like old times, but now he knew she wouldn't mind if he took his pleasure.

Marianne lay there, still panting and with her eyes closed, but instinctively she reached down and slipping her fingers under the elastic of her panties, arched her back slightly to raise her bum as she shoved them down and off her legs.

Connell levered himself up onto his strong arms then moved between Marianne's legs. Taking his cock in his hand he instinctively found Marianne's pussy and slid fully into her, she was so wet and slippery.

"OH GOD! Connell you're so fucking big!" gasped Marianne, as she felt his thick hard cock penetrate her pussy. He was so much bigger than Jamie in everyway she thought to herself as she moved her hands on to Connell's buttocks to try and pull him even closer to her body.

"What," laughed Connell, "Does Jamie not fill you?" he asked sarcastically. Marianne grinned back at him as she continued to sigh and coo at the amazing sensations that Connell's fat, erect shaft caused as it plundered her depths. This time she could already sense that she was rushing towards yet another orgasm.

She wasn't the only one, Connell was desperately trying not to cum himself, such was the pleasure and excitement that his cock was feeling as it slid back and forwards along Marianne's silken tube.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and Niall simply walked in wearing just his boxers.

"Fuck sake, you two! Can you not keep then noise down a bit! I'm trying to get some sleep!" he admonished the rutting pair who had literally maintained the same rhythm.

"I've got Peggy and Jamie rutting on the other side as well!" he added, almost pleadingly.

"Come here!" urged Marianne, patting the bed beside her, as Connell continued to fuck her as if nothing had happened.

Tentatively Niall approached, as Marianne and Connell kissed hungrily, before the young woman looked back at him grinning broadly. Marianne patted the covers beside her again, and complying Niall sat down on the bed. There was no way Niall was not going to look, and he looked appreciatively at Marianne's body, now covered with an obvious sheen of perspiration, taking in her proud breasts with their stiff nipples, and between her legs where he could see, with some envy, Connell's cock pumping into Marianne's cunt.

"Mmmmmm! Looks like someone..... is getting...... excited at all this...... rutting!" panted Marianne, between Connell's thrusts, as her eyes settled on the burgeoning bulge that had appeared in Niall boxers. Automatically, she reached out and placed a hand on the tented fabric, liking what she could feel.

"I can't!" murmured Niall despondently, "I have Elaine!"

"What happens in Italy, stays in Italy," breathed Marianne, as she slipped her hand up the leg of Niall's boxers to wrap her fingers around his hard shaft. He groaned loudly.

Connell had slowed his thrusting. He was now watching Marianne's hand as it obviously massaged Niall's cock in his boxers. His mind automatically flashed back to the threesome that he had with Marianne and Peggy during their first year at University. After Peggy had left them, Marianne had suggested that maybe she could have the two partners the next time. It looked like she was going to get her wish.

Marianne was getting more excited, as she now tried to fish Niall's cock out of his boxer's.

"Take them off Niall! I want to suck your cock!" she urged.

Any thoughts of Elaine seemed to evaporate, as Niall stood up and comically rushed to remove his boxers, almost falling over in the process. Then, he was kneeling at Marianne's head, offering his hard shaft to her willing mouth. Marianne wrapped her small hand around his girth and stroked it a couple of times, easing the foreskin back off the bulbous purple head.

Then, she looked up at Connell and grinned as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed the head of Niall's cock, sliding her tongue around and over the head of the beast.

"OH SHITTT!" groaned Niall, as he closed his eyes and through his head back in bliss.

Marianne still had her eyes locked on Connell's, and the little subtle looks that passed between them suggested that they were having a silent conversation. Connell grinned back, he had been right, Marianne too was thinking back to their threesome with Peggy, and about what they had discussed after, "Only fair," he thought.

This acceptance spurred Connell on, and now he watched intently as Marianne's mouth opened wider as she swallowed over half of Niall's length, and she began to bob back and forward along his rod. Connell began to fuck Marianne faster, harder, ramming his cock deep into her pussy with long determined strokes matching the rhythm of Marianne on Niall's cock.

"Fuck me!" gasped Niall, as he turned to look at Connell, "This is so fuckin' hot! Why'd we not do this before?"

Connell grinned back, 'If only Niall knew that his was something he and Marianne had talked about' after their little dalliance with Peggy, but they had not known just how to approach Niall and Elaine.

However, Niall response was enough to tip Connell over the edge. Fucking Marianne once again had nearly put him over the edge right from the beginning, but watching Marianne gobble his best friend's cock as he fucked her was too much.

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"Gonna cum!" grunted Connell, as he thrust even faster, "I'm cummin'!...... Aaaaaarrrgggghh!" he groaned, as he thrust in one last time and felt his cock explode and jerk four or five times, as it spewed his thick white spunk deep into Marianne's pussy.

Marianne, with her mouth full of Niall's cock could only scream out a muffled cry as she felt Connell's cock spasm in her pussy. It had been a while since she had felt his release, and she loved it.

Connell slowly withdrew his wilting cock and, with a groan, flopped down on his back beside Marianne, breathing rapidly.

In a flash, Marianne released Niall's cock from her mouth, much to his despair, and began scrambling down the bed a bit. Rising onto her knees she slid between Connell's knees, pushing his legs further apart. Then grinning broadly at her former lover, she bent over and taking his slick limp cock in her hand, was about to feed it into her mouth.

Niall hadn't moved, and still knelt on the bed looking disconsolate that he had not got the relief he desperately needed as well. But that was to change.

"Well, don't just sit there, fuck me!" instructed Marianne, as she glanced briefly at Niall, before she turned her attention back to Connell's cock and hungrily swallowed it.

Niall was stunned and looked at the prostrate Connell in disbelief.

"Go for it!" urged Connell, "You're not likely to get a second chance," he added, laughing.

Falling over himself in his haste, Niall scooted round behind Marianne's shapely arse as it stuck up in the air, and she buried her face in Connell's crotch, as she tried to breath new life back into his slimy cock, tasting her own juices along its length.

With Connell's limp dick in her mouth, Marianne began to swirl her tongue around his sensitive bell end, a technique that always got results. She could hear Connell groan audibly as her tongue worked its magic, but there was also another reason.

Niall was kneeling behind Marianne's ass, his cock in his right hand, and his left holding onto her left bum cheek. Niall still couldn't believe what was happening, and that he was being offered the opportunity to fuck his best friend's former girlfriend, he just couldn't get this mind round it.

Seriously, Niall looked at Connell, to confirm that he was OK with this. That was when Connell imperceptibly nodded and groaned loudly. Niall took that as a yes.

Running the bell end of his cock along Marianne's soaking slit, he located her hole and he pushed forward.

"MMMMMAAAAGGHHH!" moaned Marianne, her mouth still stuffed with Connell's rapidly engorging member, as she felt her pussy being pierced by Niall urgent cock. She'd had several different cocks, Connell's, Gareth's, Jamie's, and a few other short flings she'd had since Connell had deflowered her, and she loved feeling how each one filled her differently.

Now, buried deep in Marianne's cunt, Niall grasped her hips firmly and began to slowly remove his cock, until just the tip was slotted into her entrance, then he pushed forward again, slowly and deliberately, making sure that Marianne could feel every centimetre of his cock as it slowly penetrated.

Elaine loved being fucked this way, slowly and purposefully, she said it was more exciting and made her pussy more sensitive, rather than pounding away fast and hard, and Niall wanted to find out if Marianne was the same.

Marianne was loving it, it was just how she and Connell had often fucked when their time was not rushed, or if it was after Connell had fucked her hard and filed her with his spunk, and they were now ready for a more leisurely, deliberate fucking session.

With each in and out, Marianne was moaning and whimpering on Connell's cock, that was now filling her mouth, solid and upright. The humming and vibration coming from Marianne's throat was working magic on Connell's cock, that and watching the look of lust on Niall's face as he eagerly watched his shiny cock slowly slide in and out of Marianne's pussy.

The three were moving like a well-oiled machine and each had never experienced anything so intense and exciting.

For another couple of minutes, no-one was keeping check of the time, the three continued to pleasure each other, although in the last thirty seconds or so, Niall had to stop his thrusting on several occasions or he would have pumped his cum into Marianne's pussy, and Marianne had to take it easy on Connell's cock to stop him from filling her mouth. She had other ideas, other feelings, she wanted to experience first.

Lifting her mouth off Connell's cock, Marianne grinned wickedly at him. He knew she had something planned. She turned to look at Niall, who was still focused on not blowing his load.

"Let's change!" she suggested, "I want to try something!"

The two guys looked at each other bemused and intrigued. Connell knew better than to ask, with Marianne it was always better just to go along with the flow.

"Lie down Niall, on your back," instructed Marianne, as she knelt up and began to arrange him, lying him down beside Connell, his glistening cock standing tall like a flagpole.

She gave it a stroke with her hand, then straddled his thighs and lifted herself high enough, slotted it into her pussy, before slowly descending down on it, until it was totally sheathed in her warm willing scabbard.

"Fuck! That feels good," she purred, as she rose and fell a couple of times, just to make sure that they were both comfortable.

Then she looked at Connell, lust burning in her eyes.

"Your turn," she whispered, "Please Connell, I want you to fuck my ass!" she pleaded.

Connell's mouth dropped open in surprise. They'd never done that when they had been together before. He'd never even thought of suggesting it, why should anyone consider sticking his cock into a tight bum hole when there was a warm, wet, willing pussy just centimetres away. But then, there had never been another cock already occupying said pussy.

In a flash he was kneeling behind Marianne, resting a hand on her hip as he stared intently at the little wrinkled hole that he had just been offered. He really didn't know how to do this.

Marianne looked back over her shoulder at him and grinned, she could see and also feel his concern.

"Take it slowly, you're so much bigger then Jamie," she whispered, then she spat onto her hand and reached behind her to smear the fluid over the head of Connell's cock before guiding it to her anus.

"Go on, push your prick in," she urged him, as she tried to grasp his hip and pull him towards her.

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