We Love Cocks 9

Final part. We are now caught up to the present situation. My family life has changed a lot, but it seems to be working great.

This whole thing started with a stupid line from a movie. The lead female character tells her boyfriend the "we love cocks" moment was coming up. He was confused, but then the crowd separated and we see 3 highschool football players standing with their backs to us so we can read their names on their jerseys. On the left Wei, then Love, and next to him Cox. The two actors look at each other and say "we love cocks!"
My daughter Chrissie and I did the same sitting on her couch. We chanted "we love cocks!".
That opened up conversation about cocks, our sex lives, our fantasies. Then after I admitted that I had experienced sex with a couple friends in high-school, Chrissie started pushing me to do it again. You know you love cock daddy. Do it. Suck cocks. Turns out an opportunity arrived quickly. So, I did.
But, it really latched onto something in her head. She started trying to set up a threesome with me hervand her husband. She kept talking about it, sending him videos about, threesomes, incest, and gay sex. Eventually he was open to a mmf bi threesome. We surprised him when I was the third.
I have to admit it was load of fun. I love a nice cock occasionally. But, Brad really liked it. He liked wearing the sexy girly outfits. He even started wearing wigs and makeup around the house. It was strange around the kids, but they got used to it.
Meanwhile, Chrissie and I were free to explore our love openly as well. I slept in their bed that weekend. Brad slept with us. They continued on like normal after I went back home. It was a nice goodbye. I kissed everyone goodbye with passionate kisses with lots of tongue for all fours of them.
In the weeks that followed Chrissie told me that Brad had gone out and found men to fuck him. He frequently went to an adult video arcade that had glory holes cut between the stalls. She had gone with him a couple times with both of them sucking any and all cocks that appeared through the holes. Brad even let some of them fuck him. It turned out, he was a sissy fag all along, but just never let himself realize it. Once that caterpillar emerged from his cocoon, he felt free. He realized that he loved cocks even more than he did women. He was not going to be the one to introduce his daughter to love. But, I was available for anything she would need.
Chrissie and I video chatted daily. I loved watching her express her big milky laden boobs. She would drink it herself and collect it in containers. Turns out you can freeze it for future use. Added it to food recipes any time milk was called for. She produced plenty for that. She seems to produce an inordinate amount. She could easily feed four or five babies. We joked about packaging it and selling it on line.
She said she would rather have people come and drink it directly from her. Again that triggered her mind. Next thing you know she had put an ad on doublelist for milk. A woman and her daughter came over. They both fed off of Chrissie; one on each breast. Of course, Chrissie insisted they all get naked first. She videoed it for us to watch later. Both the woman and her daughter are beautiful redhead girls. They drank their fill, then proceeded to enjoy ever inch of each other. Watching my daughter eat the daughter while mom at my daughter definitely made me cum.
As luck would have it, my boss said they needed me more in her town. I asked if I could just transfer over and they said yes. It also included a nice bump in pay. Unfortunately, or fortunately, my wife couldn't transfer so she stayed home. I moved in with Chrissie and the kids. Brad sleeps in the guest room and is happy being able to bring home anyone he wants to for sex. I called the boy I had met and he joined us all for a wild weekend. He was overjoyed to be able to drink mommy milk. He and Brad slept together, but all of us enjoyed each other immensely. Chrissie git pregnant with my baby. I'm hoping for a cute little girl.
My friend back home told me a large black man often spends the night or weekend with my wife. I'm happy for her. Maybe I can join them sometime. In the meantime I have my new wife, and new family.