What If Normal People Pt 05

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 9 -- Imagine what might have happened if Marianne hadn't said no to Lukas

After her summer in Italy, Marianne had returned to university to find out that Jamie and Peggy had been bad-mouthing her, and she was no longer flavour of the month.

That didn't bother Marianne, since she had won her scholarship, she had been able to arrange to spend a year at a university in Sweden, completing a complimentary course. And she still had Connell who was e-mailing her with news even though he was still with Helen.

Sweden was new to Marianne, she obviously knew no-one there, which was fine, and she became the quiet, insular Marianne again.

Then she met Lukas.

She'd gone to a party in her accommodation, it would have been churlish not to but had been the proverbial wallflower until Lukas and come and talked to her. He was not your typical Scandinavian, big and blonde, but he was attractive.

It wasn't long before they were fucking, but Marianne was conflicted. She didn't want any emotional aspect from the relationship, she just needed fucking, like it had been with Jamie, and she could play a game, be submissive, the masochist.

It had come to a head after they had made love and then gone out for some food. As Marianne picked at hers, Lukas could tell something was on her mind. Being blunt, he had asked her if she was breaking up with him.

"Maybe," she had replied.

"I really like you," he had countered, "tell me what you want?"

"I don't want that!" she had responded, coming back to life.

"Really?" came the surprised query from Lukas.

"Yes, I don't want that!" confirmed Marianne.

And so, Marianne became Lukas's fuck toy, to take when he wanted, to abuse her, to degrade her, but he didn't go as far as hit her as Jamie had done. But now, Marianne could play her game.

******

It was after one such session, they had showered and were going out to eat but Lukas indicated that he had to get things prepared for some photo sessions he had coming up. Marianne was fine with that, but to while away the time she had asked him if she could see some of his other work.

Lukas sat her down in front of his computer and showed her his folder of projects. There must have been over a hundred folders, simply titled with the date, for her to choose from.

Selecting them at random, Marianne began to flick through several of the sets of pictures. There was a wide range of topics, some were 'still-life' style, shot both in the studio and outdoors. She also came across a number of 'fashion' shoots too, with very beautiful models dressed in very sexy clothes and lingerie, some ending up naked, although not in a pornographic fashion.

Marianne found herself getting turned on by these pictures and imagined what happened after the photography stopped. Did Lukas have sex with them? She wasn't jealous, just intrigued, and she began to wonder if Lukas might want to photograph her.

Then she came across another folder of pictures, it initially looked no different than the rest, but once she started flicking through the sixty or so pictures, she soon realised these were different.

The pictures were of three coloured people, very dark skinned. There were two males and a female. The first picture showed them standing side by side facing the camera. The two males were wearing only tight white briefs and white gloves, and the woman was the same but also wore a white bra. The contrast between the black skin and white material was stark and the three figures in the picture looked like a negative.

As Marianne looked through the pictures, she began to get more and more excited. This was getting more and more erotic. In the pictures the three 'models' had begun touching each other, the white glove-covered hands appearing across the dark bodies.

As she flicked through the pictures, Marianne watched as quickly the woman's bra was removed, then white-gloved hands were seen cupping and holding the woman's breasts. At the same time, the woman's gloved hands were seen on the men's torsos, before moving down over their toned abdomens and into their briefs.

As one of the men continued to caress the woman's breasts the other moved his hands down over her body and into her briefs. In each of the pictures Marianne found the sharp contrast between the black and white startling and highly erotic, she could feel her pussy begin to tingle.

The next few pictures showed one man now appear to suckle on the woman's breasts, whilst the other began to lower her briefs down and off her legs. His white-gloved hand then appearing back up at her crotch appearing to cup her mons as she now opened her stance slightly.

This arrangement didn't last long as Marianne soon found herself looking at a picture in which the two men faced each other as the woman knelt between them. Both men were showing prominent bulges in their white briefs. Marianne couldn't believe that things would go any further, but the next few slides showed the woman lowering the briefs of first one man then the other to reveal two very impressive hard black cocks.

Marianne's heart was hammering in her chest. She had never looked at pornography before, or looked at naked pictures of other people, and now she was entranced, but also embarrassed. She looked round to where she could hear Lukas moving around, and to her relief he still seemed preoccupied with what he had to do, so she turned back to the screen.

The next picture made her moan, it showed the woman with a white gloved hand wrapped around each of the cocks. Marianne had to find out what happened next, and she eagerly flipped through the next couple of pictures.

Marianne watched amazed as the woman, took first one cock then the other into her mouth, the mushroom shaped heads becoming shiny under the lights from the woman's saliva.

Marianne couldn't believe what she was seeing. How could these people allow Lukas to photograph them doing this? She could never do this, she thought, but then again, it was so exciting and erotic and dirty, her body actually trembled as a minor orgasm rushed through her.

There were still about ten or so pictures left, and Marianne was now desperate to find out just what might happen next, so she moved on to the next one.

In it, the woman was again on her feet, between the two men, her hands still wrapped round the hard, black shafts. The next showed the woman had turned to face the man on her left with the other one standing behind her.

Excitedly, Marianne moved onto the next, trying to anticipate what might happen, and she wasn't disappointed. This one showed the woman bent at the waist towards the man in front of her, her face inches from the man's hard cock, whilst the one behind her held onto her waist, his cock only inches away from her buttocks.

Marianne heard a stifled moan, then suddenly realised it had been her who had made it. Again, she looked round to where Lukas was still sorting out boxes of equipment, grateful that he had not heard her excitement.

Turning back to the screen, Marianne moved on to the next picture, and this time had to cover her mouth with her hand to stifle her cry of amazement. As she had anticipated the next shot showed the woman taking the hard cock in front of her into her mouth, nearly half of it had disappeared by Marianne's stunned assessment, whilst at the other end, the other young man had been just as forward, and he too had half his length buried in, what Marianne assumed was, her vagina.

Flipping on to the next picture, and both cocks appeared to be totally buried within the woman's mouth and vagina, unless of course it was all just a trick of the camera. There were now only three pictures left, and Marianne's mind was in utter turmoil at what these might show. But she needed to know.

The next one, again showed the two impressive black cocks, as if they were only just penetrating the woman's pussy and mouth, but in this picture, using very clever lighting both cocks appeared to be glistening as if covered by juices.

Marianne's head was swimming, were these pictures real or just very carefully constructed to produce the desired effect. The careful lighting and angle of shot producing the perfect effect. She knew she would never find out, she couldn't possibly as Lukas what had transpired during the shoot, her mind would have to fill in the blanks.

Two left now and Marianne thought they could only be an anti-climax after what she has seen so far, but she had to continue.

As the next one flashed onto the screen, Marianne had to stifle a squeal of amazement and pleasure, and her body trembled as a minor orgasm shook her.

Now the woman was kneeling facing the camera between the two men who stood facing each other, the tips of their shiny hard erect cocks only about six inches apart.

The woman had a hand wrapped around each cock, one of which she had directed towards her breasts, and the picture had been taken exactly as a rope of sperm shot from the end of the cock towards her breasts, to join the obvious other two blasts which painted her dark black skin with white streaks.

But it was the look on the woman's face that had Marianne moaning in ecstasy. Utter lust and sexual pleasure were written all over it, and Marianne also understood that an awful lot more action had occurred between these photographs, they were just little snapshots of what could easily have been an hour, or more, of action.

Before she even clicked the mouse to open the last picture, Marianne knew what it would show. And she also now knew that all the pictures that she had looked at were genuine, there was nothing that had been photoshopped in these. Her whole body was tingling in anticipation.

As the final picture revealed itself, Marianne groaned as another climax exploded in her pelvic region.

Just as Marianne expected, this picture showed the second cock spraying spunk across the woman's face, plastered against an eye, across her cheek, nose and lips, it looked like an impossibly huge amount, but after what she had seen, and her understanding of what had transpired, again she knew this was real.

A pang of jealousy momentarily flashed through Marianne's mind, and she was also drawn back to the threesomes that she had shared with Connell, with Peggy and with Niall.

She had experienced what this beautiful dark-skinned woman had, but something about it made Marianne jealous of her.

Maybe the fact that there was an actual tangible record of it, maybe she would have to try and persuade Lukas to do one with her.

******

Marianne sat up on the mattress and leant back against a pillar, the stark white bedsheet draped over her lower body, her breasts exposed. Her breathing was deep and ragged as she recovered after having been fucked by Lukas.

Lukas had also propped himself up against the wall on the opposite side of the mattress, similarly draped, as he looked across at the delicate, beautiful young woman.

He still couldn't believe how submissive Marianne was during sex, and how she wanted him to hurt her. It had been really difficult for him, he didn't think of himself as a sadist, but if this was what it might take to keep her, then why should he complain.

A dull pain appeared in Marianne's arm, and she looked down to see bruising beginning to appear on her upper arm where Lukas had restrained her whilst he had pounded her body relentlessly for over ten minutes.

It was the second time he had entered her in an hour and this second time he had lasted longer, and Marianne had almost found herself climaxing, and it frightened her, and excited her, with equal measure.

Across the mattress, Lukas also saw Marianne look at her arm, and to his shock he too could also see the faint purple colouration developing on the porcelain white skin. It shocked him, that he had hurt her so, but the image suddenly gave him a crazy idea.

"I want to take your picture, I have an idea," he stated brusquely, as he normally did.

"Oh! When?" Marianne replied, surprised at the suddenness of the suggestion as it was something she had asked of him before, but he had seemed indifferent. She wondered what had changed his mind.

"Tomorrow," was the response from Lukas, as he began to rise from the mattress, "Come, lets shower."

After their shower they had gone out to eat and Lukas explained to Marianne what he wanted to do.

He explained about her porcelain white skin and how she would appear translucent under his strong white lights, apart from her dark hair etc, she would look like a negative.

This reminded her of the pictures she had seen only a few weeks earlier in his portfolio and explained that she would be like the opposite. Marianne was buzzing, and she went home excited about what might happen the following day.

****

That evening Lukas also made a phone call. He was still in contact with the two male models who had been in the shoot that Marianne had found such a turn on, and he wanted to replicate that, if slightly differently.

The two men were actually brothers, refugees from Somalia, who had lived in Sweden for nearly six years now. It was Lukas's plan to shoot them alongside Marianne, and again see where potentially it might lead.

He hoped that her submissive nature might reap benefits. Telling the men what he had planned, Lukas was pleased to discover that they were free the following day and would be happy to appear.

Plans were made.

****

Marianne had spent over an hour preparing herself for her photo session with Lukas.

He had given her several specific instructions before they had parted the previous evening. Most of it had centred around what he wanted her to wear, but also for her lipstick and make-up. But he had given her no further information about what he intended to do.

Marianne had actually gone out shopping to buy herself some new lingerie based on Lukas's instruction and now, having just stepped from the shower and dried herself she looked at it as it lay on her bed.

Butterflies careered around in her tummy as she looked at the few scraps of black fabric that lay there.

Carefully she dressed, her small lacy half cup bra, and matching lacy panties, then her thin suspender belt and stockings. It didn't really matter what else she wore, this was all Lukas had been interested in in formulating his pictures, she would be stripping anything else off pretty quickly.

In her excitement she arrived early, and Lukas was still setting up his lights and scene. It would be a simple plain white backdrop, but he would need to tailor his lights so that it made Marianne's pale porcelain skin and the backdrop blend in so that Marianne appeared invisible apart from the black of her lingerie, her hair, eyes and the bright red of her lipstick.

Once Lukas had achieved the correct lighting, he asked Marianne to strip to her lingerie. The butterflies in Marianne's stomach went crazy, and she had difficulty in steadying her hands as she undid the zip on her miniskirt and the buttons on her blouse.

Soon she was standing there with a hint of embarrassment, but also a certain defiance; she was going to do this.

Lukas instructed Marianne how he wanted her to stand, and he took a couple of shots. As he reviewed them, he moved over to Marianne to show her what he had captured as so she would get an idea of what he was hoping to achieve. Marianne was amazed at the pictures Lukas had taken.

To her they already looked perfect and her heart began pounding more.

However, to Lukas they weren't quite right, the lighting was still a little too white and harsh and Marianne's skin and the background did not quite blend in, but he was pretty sure he knew what to do.

After another five minutes or so, altering the lighting settings and trying a few out, he was pretty happy with the outcome and Marianne was amazed.

Standing there, as the flashes went off around her, and the lights reflecting off the different surfaces to be captured by the lens of the camera, Marianne appeared almost invisible, except for her hair and eyes and lipstick, her black lingerie, and her bright red fingernails which Lukas admitted was a stroke of genius.

Now happy that everything was right, Lukas again started to direct Marianne into a number of different poses as he snapped away. After each dozen or so he would show Marianne just what they looked like.

Lukas began to get Marianne to stroke her body, cup her breasts, slide her hand over her panties, then into them. And again the contrast between the black, red and 'invisible' white was stunning, and left Marianne gasping as they reviewed them.

After ten minutes or so, Lukas picked up a three inch wide black silk tie from his desk and walked over to where Marianne stood.

Matianne's heart went ballistic. It was something Lukas had been doing to her recently, blindfolding her before he had then fucked her roughly. She would never admit it to anyone, but it really turned her on, not knowing what was about to happen to her.

"Turn around," ordered Lukas, as he stood before her, the tie stretched between his hands. Dutifully, Marianne complied, and Lukas stepped closer behind her and lifted his hands up and over her head.

With a little assistance from Marianne, Lukas covered her eyes then tied it tightly behind her head; she was as good as blind.

Once again Lukas began to instruct Marianne on what she should do as she stroked herself. Her sensitivity heightened, she couldn't help but moan with excitement.

Now the only sense Marianne could rely on was her hearing, following Lukas's instructions and the clicking of the botton on his camera each time he depressed it.

After a couple of more minutes where Marianne repeated several of the poses, only blindfolded this time, she could sense a slight change. Lukas's voice was just a little bit more distant, and the clicking of the camera had also ceased.

Marian e strained her hearing, trying to find out what Lukas was doing, and she had to fight every impulse that she had to rip off the blindfold.

Then she felt it, the imperceptible warm breathing on her skin. But, not just in one place, but in two. Someone had joined Lukas.

Then she heard the camera clicking again. It was too far away.

Lukas, or rather she, had been joined be two others.

Immediately, her head and heart screamed, but silently.

She knew exactly who it was.

Now, she definitely wanted to tear off her blindfold and admire at first hand the hard dark bodies she had fantasised about since she had first viewed the pictures.

But before she could do anything, a hand wrapped itself firmly around each of her wrists.

She could still move, wriggle about, she was not fully restrained. And she understood that each of the new participants held one of her wrists, leaving them both with a free hand. But she stood perfectly still.

Marianne began moaning and gasping as she saw in her mind, in fantastic detail, just what was going to happen to her. Just like the woman in the other photos shoot, she would be touched, caressed, stroked, fingered, and fucked by the two black men.

This whole scenario that Lukas had dreamt excited her like nothing before, she could play her game, to the extreme, and to her horror, she felt her body begin to tremble and shake as she wailed out her first climax.