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Chapter requested by johnnylawrencewifey
1968
"First Time In Forever"
Warnings: Language, vibrator use, squirting
Marie and Elvis has welcomed their first child together less than two months ago. But for the past few weeks, Elvis had been gone to film for his Comeback Special.
Meanwhile, Marie spent this time, alone at Graceland with their one month old child, (your baby's name). Marie sat in the rocking chair inside of the nursery, staring down at her baby as she fed her a bottle.
"You have your daddy's eyes." Marie murmured as the little girl blinked her eyes slowly. As she drank from the bottle, she closed her eyes as tiredness washed over her. Marie stroked her face as she pulled the bottle away from the sleeping baby.
"I miss him so much, he should be here to see how big you're getting." She whispered. "But he'll be back soon."
Kissing her forehead, she stood to her feet and placed her inside of her crib before pulling the baby blanket over her. She twisting the mobile above the crib. Marie slipped out of her nursery and made her way down the hallway.
Without Elvis, and with a baby sleeping most of the day, Marie was left bored and lonely. She wandered through Graceland for something to do, but never found anything other than to sing, hum, or watch something on the television.
As she walked into her and Elvis' bedroom, she sat down on the bed as she let her mind drift off. The silence was deafening, and Marie groaned.
As she turned the television on, she skipped through the channels when she caught Blue Hawaii on. Marie stared at the screen as Elvis kissed his costar.
She missed his mouth. Ever since giving birth, Elvis hadn't touched her. Although it had only been two months, Marie was left unsatisfied and left with her own needs.
Marie chewed on her lip as she walked towards the closet. Grabbing the box from the top of the closet, she pulled it open and pulled out something she hadn't used yet.
It was a vibrator, given to her jokingly at her miniature bachelorette party before they were married. It was a newer version, called a wand.
She stared at it and found herself contemplating. Her body craved for pleasure, but Elvis wasn't around to grant that wish. And ever since giving birth, she had felt badly of herself and her physical appearance.
Marie walked towards the bed and sat down. Taking a deep breath, she laid back and bent her knees before raising her dress. As she turned the vibrator on, she slowly moved it downward, pressing it gently to her skin.
She sucked in a sharp breath as she ran the wand over her entrance, before moving it to her clit. She shrieked out of instinct as she bucked her hips, pressing the wand through her entrance, she slipped the vibrator inside of her.
The feeling she received was penetrating and pleasing the more she pressed it inside of her. She laid back and tried her best to relax, parting her knees farther apart as she moaned.
Marie found herself glancing towards the small device beside the bed that was inside of the baby's nursery when she heard a male voice.
