What follows is fiction (or is it?!?). All the events portrayed herein do not have the approval of any governmental agency and the disapproval of many. Any portrayal of events, real or imagined, similarities to any person, living or dead, are purely coincidental. (If you believe that I have a couple of landmarks I can sell you!!!) If this story is not to your particular taste, quit reading it! Duh! If your child is reading this and you don't like it, tough shit. You should then personally paint over all the graffiti on the bathroom walls of every men's room you kid will ever occupy until you think they're old enough to read this. Either that or lock them in their room until they're as old as you were before you read or saw your first bit of "adult materials". For many of you, they're already past that age, so give up. If you do like it, please send your comments to the author, I'd sure welcome them as well as suggestions for further stories.

Just a little FYI info before you read this story. It seems to be a common coincidence that some people live up to the meanings of their names during the course of their lifetimes. This has happened with my dog, Calypso. According to Greek legend, Calypso was a sensual deem-goddess who had her own island inhabited by her and her maid- servants. According to the Oddessy or the Ilead (I don't recall which epic dealt with this part of the story but it was one of them), Odysseus washed up on Calypso's island after his boat was wrecked on his journey back to his home kingdom of Crete, after fighting the Trojan War. (No, not the competition of prophylactic manufacturers, you dolt!) He was enthralled by the beauty and sexuality of Calypso and gradually settled himself into life on the island, slowly forgetting his desire to return to his home, his son, and his wife. Such was the strong hold Calypso's sexuality held over Odysseus. Calypso was only gave up her first man in over a millennium when she was forced to release him when threatened by Zeus, but the fact remained that she was an unusually beautiful woman and an exceptionally skillful lover, according to the legends. I guess my Calypso was aptly named, as you will find out.

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I was sitting watching TV before going to bed, as was my usual habit, and Calypso's fawn form was sprawled out on the living room floor in front of me lightly snoozing, as was her habit. When the show ended, I was about to get up to change the channel before nasal Jay Leno came on when Calypso, sensing this I guess, whined and looked deeply into my eyes. The communication had been sent and received. I knew what she wanted and she knew I understood, all without words.

I got up and turned the set off and proceeded across the house and up the stairs to the second floor, to my bedroom. Calypso bounded past me and ascended the stairs ahead of me in typical Great Dane style. When I reached the top of the stairs, she had already jumped onto my bed and lay down on her side. Normally, all the other dogs would be there too (I have 6 of various breeds), but they were shut in another part of the house, as was my custom when I had a bitch in heat on the property. That way I could assure she wouldn't be bred, but still retain her positive feminine physical attributes. (Those of you in the zoo community know what that is ;-) , and for those of you who aren't, it is what it sounds like!) I slowly climbed onto the bed beside her and lay down. I used her lower thigh as a pillow and she gratefully moved her upper one, knowing full well how she wanted these things done. Her swollen vulva beckoned me, and, although I do not enjoy the licking as much as she does, her happiness was the top priority in this case.

As I licked and sucked, she whined little monosyllabic whines (if whines could be described as such), especially when I sucked on her clit. It was the fact that I was giving her pleasure she would otherwise never know that made me enjoy it. Not to say that I'm a doormat when it comes to love, but I wanted it to be a pleasurable experience for us both, not just for me.

After a short while, I tired of licking her bitchhood and she understood. Again, nonverbal communication still amazes me, especially since I seem to be as perceptive to her wants and needs as she is to mine. That really astonishes me.

We looked deeply into each others eyes again as I sat slowly upright. We kissed. No tongue, not right now anyway, but just mutual nuzzling and an acceptance of the bond between us which we were about to consummate.

She then turned, standing, and presented herself to me. She squatted slightly, turned her tail to the side and looked back over her shoulder, beckoning me to fulfill her desire.

I had been hard since we left the living room, anticipating what was to happen. I wriggled out of my clothes quickly, letting everything hang out. (I don't like to brag, but I'm a bit larger than the average man in thickness.) I grabbed a bottle of liquid lubricant (water soluble, of course) and began carefully spreading it over my penis. I usually use it when I have vaginal sex when they are out of heat (always with anal sex), but this time was different. I didn't want to cause her any discomfort whatsoever, because I wanted to make love to her, not just have sex. Not to say that I force myself on my bitches (or dogs for that matter), so don't read too far into that.

The coldness of the liquid caused my hardness to wither slightly, but it quickly regained is former composition. Although her swollen vulva was already well lubricated from my saliva, I spread the excess lube from my fingers over her opening, assuring easy penetration and comfort.

She whined and looked back at me once again, and without words, understood that I was finally ready. I knelt behind her and placed my penis at the entrance to her vulva, waiting for her permission to enter. She spoke a soft "whuff" and I began to push forwards and upwards, entering her easily, my manhood sliding smoothly into her slick dog vagina. She, for her part, pressed backward and squatted down farther, pushing herself slowly back onto my penis. It wasn't a hasty shove or anything like what you see on cheap porn videos for that wasn't the way we felt. It was a smooth, sensuous glide into the serenity of sharing and caring for one another. It was two lovers slowly joining their bodies to form one soul. It was feeling yourself surrounded by the most fantastic feeling of pleasure and knowing that she felt an incredibly pleasurable expansion in part of her body that was trembling for attention. It was an action you would have to experience for yourself to fully understand.

It seemed like time stood still as our organs slowly slid fully together until we were joined completely - me inside of her and her surrounding me. We just remained motionless there for a short time, mentally absorbing the feelings. I then leaned over her back and kissed her head, once. She responded by turning her head around and licking my face a couple of times before pressing back against me to continue with our mutual pleasures.

I began to move in and out of her with tiny, slow strokes, each stroke growing longer with each consecutive movement. After a couple of minutes (it seemed like minutes to me, but how the hell do I know how long it actually was. I wasn't videotaping it, but I wish I had!) she started coming, squeezing me with her hot and moist canine vagina as I moved slowly within it. She continued this until I came, a short time later. I kept gently thrusting into her as I was pumping my load of semen into her. As soon as I started to conclude our orgasms, we changed our positions. As was our habit, she moved her legs and I moved my torso so we were laying on our sides, facing each other, with me still lodged inside of her. It was a somewhat scrunched position, but we didn't mind.

In this way we slept for a few hours until together we awoke. I don't recall whether she woke me up by shifting, if I woke her up by moving, or if we just seemed to regain consciousness at the same moment. I'd like to think it was the latter of the three, it seems a little more romantic.

Now that we were awake again, she decided it was time for the second part of our lovemaking. I've been told (and noticed, for that matter) that dogs seem to know instinctively how to do many things, but I think that Calypso is the only dog that knows how to control her vaginal muscles well enough to bring me back to an erection. My withered member was still within her vagina when she started a series of muscular contractions which were milking my organ back to a usable form. I've talked to other pet lovers about this phenomenon, and they have agreed that they have never experienced it before. I'm glad my Calypso can do something no other bitch can, for she seems to love only me (I mean physical loving, she's a very friendly and affectionate dog, but she refused service from a zoo acquaintance of mine during one of her previous heat periods. Oh well, I know she won't dump me for some other man! Now another dog I'm not so sure about!?!)

She squeezed me until I was back at full power and then stood up, breaking the connection. We both knew what she wanted next. My cock was still slippery with lube, natural and artificial, as well as my come that it had kept bottled up inside her while we were sleeping together. Because of that, we needed no preliminaries when she held her tail aside, looked back into my eyes, and whined again. This time it was her asshole which would receive the attention of my phallus, as she wanted. Due to the lubrication, it slipped in easily and we both groaned in unison at the feeling. As I slowly slid further into her, I started rubbing her clit with my hand, moving the skin of her vulva around over it. This caused her to start contracting her muscles more as I slowly moved in and out of her ass. I am told that very few dogs enjoy anal sex, but Calypso seems to enjoy it plenty. Even when she's out of heat and doesn't want vaginal penetration (yes, I can tell what she wants. Are you jealous?) she will offer her butthole to me without a second thought.

Again she orgasmed, and the feeling of her rectal muscles, especially her semi-tight anal sphincter, grasping and clutching my penis is an experience all should have with a caring and compassionate lover. It's complete ecstasy mating with a lover, whether it be human or canine (personally I prefer canine, because I've known bitches that can do things I've never had a woman come close to doing with me :-) !). It took me a little longer this time, having come once before this evening, but eventually I flooded her rectum with my seed, both of us having a great time doing it. After that, we separated from our connection of love and she cleaned herself off. Then she licked the remaining secretions from my dick and lower abdomen. After that, we held each other tight, close, face to face, and kissed deeply. Our tongues exploring the sensations of each others' mouth.

You may be shuddering in disgust at the though because she cleaned my dick off after it was just in her ass. Now, once again, if Calypso was one of my other dogs I wouldn't have done that because her mouth would have her shit in it and I'm not into that! What you must understand, though, is that Calypso is an unusual dog in many ways. You see, her rectum seems to absorb liquid more quickly than any of my other dogs, making her shit relatively hard. When I let her outside to do her business before we relax for the evening, she seems to empty out her entire rectum (I'm guessing by the size and amount of droppings she leaves) making her rectum seemingly completely clean. When she's regular with this routine, I've never seen or smelled shit on my dick after anal sex with her (no, I'm not that supple to bend over like that to smell my dick, but you know what I mean).

We then crawled under the covers and snuggled together for a good night's rest after a good night's activities. I do "help" my dogs to achieve what their bodies want of them during their times of sexual frustration, including their heat periods. I also masturbate my male dogs to help them overcome their sexual tensions, and sometimes I help my males and they help me by letting me have anal intercourse with them while masturbating them, relieving both our desires. But those are other stories for later times. I may have said it before, but it is worth repeating, this may not have been my first time with Calypso, but it was one of the best! Keep yer hounds happy, y'all! :-)