Flick and lick

"Harrrrrry." Hermoine whined as her body writhed.

"I mean, I told you about my sizeable 'wand' but have you thought about my other gifts? Or is your bimbo brain just focused on my cock." Harry asked. He just had to think about what his other gifts could be. What else could he possibly do to himself to please a woman.

Hermoine panted for breath as she tried to hold herself still. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to think. Her voice came out in a soft breathy bimbo voice. "I don't... I don't... I don't know Harry."

What else? Harry thought. What else was considered a magical gift?

Harry startled as he suddenly realized something.

"Havent you ever wondered about what happens to a Parseltongue's tongue?" Harry asked. "Do you know what happens to my tongue when I speak snake? It lengthens, the tip of my tongue splits, it vibrates, the tip flickers and I have greater control over it. It's damn near prehensile, I can coil it around things and squeeze if I try."

Harry waggled his eyebrows and flicked seven inches of serpent tongue out at Hermione with a saucy hiss.

Hermoine blinked as things finally clicked in her sex addled brain and then gasped. "You... you... you would... lick me?"

"Damn right I would." Harry chuckled, he looked down at Hermoine's cunt and realised that Hermoine's cunt wasnt what it should be.

Everything he had heard and what little he had read all talked about a girl's cunt being dripping wet. Playwizard fan letters made a big deal out of dripping wet and yet Hermoine's cunt wasn't. Or at least not dripping wet. He bet if he pulled those puffy pussy lips open he'd see Hermoine's cunt was wet. He just didnt know if he needed her to be wet or dripping wet. His inexperience with women was leaving him feeling uncertain.

Well, he could fix that with this new power. And this time he would be using his power for a good reason. What he said next was just to be on the safe side of things. He didnt want to hurt Hermione after all.

"Whore-mine-e, your pussy... so plump and pretty, dripping like a waterfall with your tasty feminine juices... how could I do anything but taste your perfect cunt's juices and lick it off your pretty pussy lips. Then I'll part those pretty pussy lips and seek out the source of those succulent juices as my serpent tongue explores your sweet bimbo cunt. I'll keep it up, my tongue undulating inside you, until you explode like a geyser and cover my face in in those succulent juices." Harry said passionately.

Hermoine's eyes rolled back as she swooned in her seat. Her hips once again bucked up in the air. This time Harry was pleased to see that Hermoine's cunt was glistening as it began to seep her juices.

"Hmmm, decisions, decisions." Harry murmurred staring at Hermoines crotch "Do I taste your dripping cunt or do I plug it with my massive cock."

He did a double take as he saw something he had forgotten about. Barely emerging from Hermione's little puckered anus was a stone. Stunned at it's existence Harry barely remembered something from five minutes ago. His little joke about Hermoine being anal retentive had resulted in her actually having something up her ass.

"Or I suppose I could take that stone butt plug out and fill your arse with my rock hard cock instead." Harry chuckled.