Hedging Your Bets
By: Pupupdown

Dex was sitting at a kitchen table with one of his friends, a Golden Retriever.

"You should really learn to play cards better" Dex said to the Golden Retriever sitting across from him.

The Retriever in question just nodded his head

"And you really shouldn't make bets while you're drunk" 

The Retriever just nodded again, shrinking into himself.

Dex chuckled at the Golden Retriever’s dreary state. Newbies always took this kind of thing so seriously as if what they were doing was wrong.

"Well it's been about an hour and things are pretty quite, you think she's asleep by now, Irving?"

“Probably” He murmured.

“Good! I’ve been saving up all week for this”

Irving winced at the implications of Dex’s but knew he did this to himself. Or more so his daughter. You see Dex and Irving were good friends, having known each other since highschool. So around a week ago when Dex suggested they have a drink together Irving was all on board. It was when Irving brought out a deck of cards that things went south.

First they bet small things like pocket change, who had to buy drinks next time, then it escalated to Dex betting a night with his husband and not to be out done in his drunken state Irving pulled out a photo of his daughter, Cherelle, saying “Her, one night, whatever you want” 

Dex even being pretty shit faced himself was surprised by his offer.

Irving considered himself pretty cool for making such a brazen bet but after he had sobered up, Dex’s royal flush had helped with that, he realized how he badly had screwed the pooch. Or rather given his friend permission to screw his daughter.

Back in the now Dex had gotten up searching for where his daughter had scurried off too. Irving looked at the empty plate in front of him, it had been the dinner he cooked for Cherelle, one which was laced with enough sleeping pills to make even the biggest of dogs drowsy.

Sighing, a part of him hoped that she’d still be awake if only to delay the inevitable.

“Found her!”

Those hopes were dashed quickly as Irving heard the excitement in the Bull Terriers voice.

Walking to where he had heard him he saw Dex standing over Cherelle, who had passed out on the living room couch. The 8 year old Golden Retriever in her pajamas.

Staring at her then to Irving with a cheesy smile Dex said

"Well I can't exactly do much with her clothes still on, can't I?"

Irving wanted to be mad at the Bull Terriers hubris but just walked over to his sleeping daughter, beginning to undress her. Starting with her pajamas top, the soft fabric only matched by her even softer fur. As Irving's hands slid underneath the top, he couldn't help but let his hands drag when he brushed past her breast. His heartbeat picking up when he felt two small mounds where he remembered used to be just her flat chest.

Throwing the shirt aside he moved onto his daughter's pants. Even if she had hardly been touched by puberty Irving still found his hands shaking as he pulled her pants down, her hips much wider than any 8 year old had the right to have.

"Mf~ I can see where she gets her looks" Dex said, gripping the father's ass.

"You know,  I see you shaking. If you're really that scared I'll gladly take you in her place~"

If it wasn't for the fact Dex had his waist firmly pressed against his ass, Irving would've hiked his tail instantly. The Golden Retriever considered himself straight but feeling the large Bull Terrier breath down his neck sent a shiver down his spine.

"N-no thanks, a bets a bet" he replied, his morbid curiosity not interested in stopping what had already been put into motion.

"Suurre that's it" Dex said, brushing the Retriever aside once he had gotten all of Cherelle's clothes off.

Stripping down to his birthday suit, Dex climbed up in between the cub's legs, nearly forcing the girl into a full split to fit around the massive canine.

Irving got one look at the fat dick hovering over his daughter's pussy and was about to raise his voice in protest, only to find any argument he could conjure up in his head died in his throat.

"I hope your thinking of a good story to tell your pride and joy as to why she woke up feeling like a freight train ran through her" Dex said as he lined up his throbbing dick.

"Because *umf* I'm not going easy on pussy this good!" Dex said before throwing his hips forward

Irving winced as Dex's hips jerked forward, Cherelle's hymen offering little resistance to his fat dick. The cub loving Bull Terrier looked back at the father of the year with a sly grin.

"Admit it. You wanted this to happen didn't you? I don't know anyone who'd wager their daughters virginity on a card game"

Irving just kept quiet as he watched the Bull Terrier stretch open his daughter. 

Biting his lip in anticipation as he watched Dex sink inch after inch until his hips mashed against the unconscious 8 year old's like a giant key being forced into a too small lock, a small bulge poking out from her stomach.

“Gaah~ that’s it!"

Dex let put a groan of pleasure as he felt the girl's cervix press against his tip like a door begging to be knocked down.

"Mmf mf fuck~ hey father of the year"

Irving briefly took his eyes off of the fat cock raping his daughter to see Dex gesturing towards him.

"She's too tight I think I'll need a hand lubing her up"

"I-I think I have some lu-"

"No not like that"

Pushing against the cub's hips, Dex slowly managed to pull his cock free from her snatch, proving just how dire the need for some kind of lubricant was.

"I mean get that perverted mug of yours over here and get to licking"

The Bull Terrier watched with a sadistic grin as the color faded from the golden retriever's expression, the smaller canines' will and morals instinctively yielding to the bigger dog's demands. 

Silently nodding, Irving got out of his chair and crawled between Dex and his daughter, Dex giving a small chuckle when his balls ended up resting on top of the retriever's head.

"Well come on, unless you want her to wake up while I'm splitting open her pussy" Dex teased.

Irving knew that the sheer amount of sleeping pills in her system would make that nearly impossible, but the notion was enough to put the golden's tongue to work. His large canine tongue spread his daughter's folds and the sounds of wet, depraved licks soon followed.

Irving's heart was racing as his offspring's flavor and scent flooded his senses making his manhood swell. His conscious screamed at him that what he was doing was wrong and that eventually, somehow he'd be found out, but as his tongue hit a particular sweet spot conjuring a gentle moan from Cherelle as she slept he knew he was far past the point of redemption or stopping the inevitable. 

Her virginity had already been taken, he could even taste the faintest bit of copper from the blood of her broken hymen, and the muscular Bull Terrier above him had already given him a chance to back out of his own reckless wager. No. There was definitely no going back now.

"I think she's more than ready, but I'll let you be the judge since you seem to be enjoying yourself~" Dex said, his words almost going right over the Golden Retriever's head, being so transfixed on the 'task' at hand.

Irving pulled his face out of his daughter's crotch, catching a breath he didn't know he needed and looked over his efforts, her pussy was sopping wet from the tongue bath it had received, several thick strands of saliva still connecting the father and daughter. Which he quickly wiped from his maw

Backing away he was able to appreciate the after taste of her flesh and prepubescent hormones on his tongue. He gave Dex a look that said he was good to go.

Dex didn't bother returning the gesture, instead just slamming his hips back into the snug hole he had pulled out of just a minute ago. This time his entry was marked with a wet squelch as the tongue bath the cub's pussy had done its job, providing enough lubrication for Dex to start his fucking at a feverish pace.

The Bull Terrier was much larger than Irving and absolutely dwarfed his daughter, the cub almost lost underneath the tower of muscle and lust. Throwing the brunt of his weight into each thrust, he would howl in pleasure every time he slammed all 10 inches of his cock inside Cherelle.

Irving watched in awe, his tail wagging furiously, as the massive canine took his daughter. His eyes glued to Dex's muscular body clenching everytime he thrusted back into Cherelle's cunt, the 8 year old oblivious to the ways her body was being violated and ravaged as her legs wrapped limply around Dex's waist.

The Golden Retriever bit his lip as his hands gained a mind of their own, throwing open the fly to his pants to whip out his Pre-soaked dick as he began jerking off vigorously to the sight of his daughter being date raped. The countless times he had watched movies or fallen asleep with her on the very same couch she was now getting fucked silly on only served to make his knot swell. It hadn’t been too long since he had last fooled around but his desire still shot through the roof as the last of his inhibitions were washed away when he saw Dex starting to have more slow deliberate thrust.

“F-fuck I’m about to cum dude~!” Dex grunted clenching his teeth.

Irving couldn’t wait anymore thrusting into his hands his cock throbbed violently as he began cumming to the sight of his daughter getting her first creampie.

“Yes YES! Fuck, knock her up!” Irving shouted as Dex began hosing down her womb with jizz.

Irving felt like his legs were jelly as his dick kept on spurting out ropes of thick cum, he could barely focus as Dex kept himself buried inside his daughter's cunt.

Dex wasn't in much better shape either, his cockhead dipping into the cub's cervix basting her insides point blank with hefty ropes of sperm.

Getting told to breed the unconscious bitch making the Bull Terrier's orgasm that much harder.

"Haaaa~ god your daughter's good~" Dex moaned out.

Several minutes passed as pleasure raced up and down the two ccanine's brains, Dex finding himself panting as he came down from his fevered orgasm, looking back at Irving he saw the father's cock was still flying at full mast.

Ignoring the gush of cum that poured as he pulled out, Dex got off of the cub throwing his pants on as he eyed Irving who had since stood up and was now taking a look at the 'damage'.

Wrapping an arm around the Golden Retriever Dex said "you know, I'm pretty sure she wouldn't wake up if you took her for a spin" before walking away, leaving the Retriever to his own devices.

Dex chuckled as he left the house, hearing a the sound of furniture creaking and "I love yous" as we walked out the front door. Grabbing his phone he called his husband Micheal.

"Hey babe, you up for a foursome anytime soon?"

The end

[Oh and by the way Dex 100% cheated during that card game. But who wouldn't when free cub coochie is on the line >:3]