Sensual Circus: Vanderdecken Vs. Romana Weiss

"My arms still work, so it was pretty easy." Vanderdecken replied back when she was asked how she could, holding her neutral face. She remained stoic as a little bit of the cream smacked her on the cheek. "Me either." She said and slid her finger across her cheek, scooping up the pie and eating it off her finger. "You think i could get full off of that?" She questioned. "If you're going to hog all the pie for yourself the best I'm going to give you is to cop a feel over my shirt and a peck on the cheek."

She then turned and looked at the crowd. "Granted, this is better than any movie." She said and flashed a quick wink to Romana. "So... If you let me have some of that pie then I guess I might let you snake your hand under my shirt. Maybe." She then spun around in a full circle and ran at Romana like she was going to perform a new move but halfway there went stumbling over her own shoes, fell to the ground, tumbled and hopped forward, aiming her face right at Romana's pie covered cleavage. while making it look like quite the accident, with her arms flailing as she skidded towards Romana. Regardless of whether Romana dodged or allowed it, Vandedecken's antics would receive a hearty roar of approval from the crowd.

Romana was standing, idly wiping more pie from her messy face, and grinning broadly at Vanderdeckenâ€s dry comments. Pleasingly, it confirmed to her that the clown girl wasnâ€t going to be afraid to get dirty, in more ways than one.

Still, Romana was slightly taken aback at Vanderdeckenâ€s pratfall, the clownâ€s stumble seemingly designed to give herself a faceful of cream and cleavage. Her initial shock was quickly replaced with a wicked grin, and she happily let the clown girl bumble face-first into her gooey breasts.

“Well, THAT was unlucky!” she giggled, failing to disguise her delight. Sheâ€d managed to brace against the dutch girl tumbling into her chest, so kept her footing. Romana would bring her hands up and clutch at Vanderdeckenâ€s head, looking to keep her face firmly pressed against her pie-splattered bosom, leaving the clown stuck in the awkward position she had engineered for herself.

Romana threaded her cream-flecked fingers through the other girlâ€s light green hair, using the hold to really rub her face into her messy tits.
“Okay, if I HAVE to share it with you, I will…” Romana sighed, rolling her eyes and doing her best to look nonplussed, while continuing to grind her gooey breasts all over Vanderdeckenâ€s features. Feigning indifference was getting increasingly difficult for the German girl as she performed the sensuous smother, as she was really starting to enjoy herself. But she tried to stay as deadpan as possible to match her opponentâ€s sexy vaudevillian antics.

“So, is that enough to get me to second base? You did promise…” Romana smiled coyly. Regardless of the answer she would move her right hand down and slip it inside Vanderdeckenâ€s top, cupping the clown girlâ€s breast for a gentle grope.

With no one to see her face, Vanderdecken grinned delightfully into Romana's ample breasts as she felt sticky pie covered fingers slide into her green hair. She lifted up her own hands and pushed the sides ot Romana's breasts together and gave an extra loud 'MPHMMPHM!' to respond to Romana's words, literally saying the muffled sound effect and not using real words.

As her face was pushed deeper into Romana's valley, Vanderdecken snaked out her tongue and began to slide it in and out of Romana's cleavage, enjoying the taste of the pie coated breasts even as she removed her hands for a moment to flail them for the crowd, bringing them back and then wildly kicking with her legs like she was trying to escape even though she didn't even make a push against Romana's chest other than to make she she stayed buried int he heavenly pillows.

Vanderdecken's ears twitched when she heard Romana's words and her eyes widened. "Shit!" She said quietly and a wave of pleasure rippled down her body as Romana sneaked a hand down her shirt. She inhaled some cream through her nose as she sputtered at the touch, trying not to recoil.

She didn't want to give Romana the wrong impression. This was a hentai match for sure and if there was any person in the world in any situation she could conjure up to give herself to it would be this woman at this moment. For some reason, it seemed almost perfect. But Vanderdecken wasn't used to being touched outside of a routine and definitely not in such an intimate way. So she bristled a bit and shivered, her breast wobbling slightly in Romana's slick touch.

Panting into Romana's chest, she slid a hand down Romana's body and gave her ass a quick slap with her cupped hand. A notice to the woman dressed in a ringmaster's attire that the show was truly about to begin. Venderdec ken would then, if left unchecked, grab at the sides of Romana's bustier and yank downwards with all her efforts.

Romana threw her head back and grinned as Vanderdecken acted up the messy breast smother; purring a little as she felt the girl's tongue lapping gently at her cleavage. This was all highly enjoyable for the pink-clad wrestler and as she took a cream-smeared hold of Vanderdecken's breast she wondered just how far either of them would be prepared to passively accept being sexual 'stooges'. For now, Romana was more than happy to play the game, escpecially since she was currently getting the better of it, fondling and smothering her hapless opponent.

A brief twitch from Vanderdecken, then a smack on her ass from the clown girl, told Romana that some tit-for-tat payback was iminent. Still, the German was surprised by what happened to her next. Vanderdecken successfully pulled down hard on her already-loose costume, the movement not only uncovering Romana's breasts but also undoing the black lacing that had been holding her outfit together.

Vanderdecken was briefly given a face full of bare breast as Romana's top was tugged down, but the pink-haired girl quickly recoiled, letting go of her opponent and retreating backwards. She looked fairly ridicoulous now, her ringleader outfit completely unlaced and hanging down around her waist. With no support, the one-piece costume was now slipping downward, bunched around her knees, leaving poor Romana in nothing but a very skimpy black g-string (along with her stockings and gloves).

She stood motionless for a few moments, her pie-spattered breasts fully exposed to the watching crowd, before bringing her hands up to cover herself temporarily.

"Ugh! Look what you DID!" Romana exclaimed in a show of shock, though her brown eyes were glinting as she tried to figure what the next act in this performance would be. Though as she was genuinely a little stunned, with her outfit tangled around her legs and her hands pressed up against her chest, she was pretty helpless to do anything right now, other than pout and glare at her mischeivous opponent.

Vanderdecken knew that Romana was exposed and probably nearly about to recoil. She grinned widely, turning her head to run her tongue along Romana's naked breast, nipping at the nipple with her mouth as it passed by her and stepping back as well.

When Romana complained, Vanderdecken gave her a dry, unimpressed look. "Well, I WAS trying to clean it up until you pulled away.' She saidas she licked the tasty cream off her lips. She then sighed and reached into her pants. "Here." She said and began to pull a colorful ribbon of scarves from one of her hands. She just kept pulling and pulling until there was a brightly colored pile on the ground with one end leading up to Vanderdecken's hand. She then held it out and tossed it weakly at Romana and turned around and crossed her arms. "Hmph." She said.

"I think that was the worst date I've ever been on and I used to live on a boat."

Of course she was teasing and was only trying to rile Romana up. Standing with her back to the ringmaster was another way of taunting her. 'Once i get my keys, I'm outta here." She proclaimed dryly and began fishing out into her pocket. "Oh! Here they are!" She proclaimed as she pulled out a giant plastic set of keys.

She looked back and winked at Romana. "Clown car." She said dryly before 'accidentally' tossing the keys. "whoops! Slippery hands." She said and took a step forward only to have her pants fall down around her ankles as she bent over to reach for the keys, giving Romana a perfect view of Vanderdecken's Panty covered ass, a little present for Romana in return for the face full of boob and for having to have taken the first hit and stripped herself. Also a way of further taunting the German if she was up for the challenge.

The half-naked Romana stood staring with open-mouthed disdain, hands covering her chest as Vanderdecken pulled out the chain of scarves. As they were tossed in her direction Romana reached to catch them, exposing her breasts again, but the throw was weak and Romana was just left with her arms at her sides, empty-handed, sputtering in embarrassment as Vanderdecken mocked her.

The pink-haired girl was getting a little irked at being the butt of her opponentâ€s playful antics. This soon changed as the clown girl ‘accidentally†let her pants fall to the ground as she was bending over - getting a big laugh from the crowd and providing both a lovely view and a sorely tempting target for Romana.

Eager for revenge, Romana hastily stepped out of her ruined outfit and marched forwards towards her bent-over opponent. As she did so she raised her hand as if she were about to deliver an almighty slap to that upturned ass. She swung downwards… but then stopped short, and stroked her chin thoughtfully, glancing knowingly at the crowd as if sheâ€d now had a better idea.

“Oh dear, lost your keys? Well, maybe I can give you a lift…”

Instead of spanking Vanderdecken, Romana would reach down and try to grab the hem of the clown girlâ€s panties. If successful she would yank them upwards in a vicious wedgie, gripping Vanderdeckenâ€s costume to keep her bent-over and hanging by her stretched-out underwear. She would be careful not to cause too much damage to the other girlâ€s nether regions, holding her bra as well, focusing less on causing pain, more on humiliation and regaining physical control.

Vanderdecken knew that Romana was approaching. In fact, she had set herself up for it. She knew she had enough time to get Romana as she approached but was also curious to see where she was going to take it. SO instead of mule kicking her as she entered striking range, she let the ringleader come up behind her.

So she was going for a slap? Vanderdecken looked like she wasn't paying attention as she would expertly reach for the keys only to have them fall clumsily out of her hands. Keeping herself intentionally occupied as she fumbled with the keys and watched Romana approach. She couldn't wince. She had to take the slap. She was setting herself up to literally hop out of her shorts but the slap never came.

Instead she was grabbed by the panties. She knew what was coming then and her ass clenched to avoid the full force of the wedgie even as it dug into her and ground against her womanhood. Her eyes widened in shock and pain and she clenched her teeth as well.

"Sh-Sh..." Se had to stop herself from cursing as her face flushed and strained. Her hands went down to her sides and curled around Romana's hands. She gave Romana a slightly encouraging pat, a secret signal between the two before putting on the best deadpan face she could muster.

"I thought you were going to help. Don't just leave me hanging." She said loudly.

Her hands then went up and Vanderdecken tried to reach back and run her fingers through Romana's hair. The way her ass and pussy were being ground was really starting to hurt and she couldn't hold the deadpan face any longer as she strained. She tried to bury her fingers into Romana's hair and get a tight grip. Then she'd try and kick her legs upward and force the two of them to bend over.

Vanderdecken would be forced to let out a howl of pain even if she succeeded but tried to fight through it and kick her legs forward to give her some momentum to try and snap mare Romana over her shoulder by the hair.

Even though Romana was smiling mischievously for the fans as she held Vanderdecken in the wedgie, she felt a little bad at causing the other girl such sharp pain. She realised this was a strange guilt for a wrestling match, and knew that they were both prepared to take much worse, but it was a mark of the affection and respect Romana was starting to feel for Vanderdeckenâ€s style and expertise.

Still, slapstick violence was the order of the day, and Romana wasnâ€t going to shy from it, especially when her opponent was putting on such a great show.

“But… you wanted a ride…” Romana replied in mock ignorance.

She was wondering what to do with the clown girl now she had her in a compromising position, but Vanderdeckenâ€s struggles and grip on her hair soon indicated what would happen next. Romana winced a little as her hair was pulled, leaning into the hold to alleviate the pain in her scalp. She braced herself for the upcoming hair toss, but still suffered a shocking, eye-watering jolt as she was yanked over Vanderdeckenâ€s shoulder.

A disorienting flip forwards, and she crashed down, bare shoulders smacking against the floor. She groaned a little as she tried to compose herself, staring up at the clown girl standing at her head. More than adequate payback for the wedgie, she supposed, which was fair enough.

“The offer of a ride still stands,” she said, a little tartly.

It was risky, but Romana decided to chance a quick retaliation move. The floored acrobat pushed her legs up into the air, balancing on her shoulders and curling backwards and reaching behind her with her stocking-clad feet, trying to snare Vanderdeckenâ€s head between her legs. If successful she would try for a quick head scissor takedown to flip the other girl to the groundas well. She was gambling heavily on Vanderdecken being unprepared for a quick counter, because if not she would be stuck in a fairly embarrassing position.

Vanderdecken took a moment to admire her work, or rather, let the crowd admire it. The flying Dutchwoman was discreetly trying to rub away the pain in her nethers. She thought she had some time, both girls had for the most part, allwoed their farsical atatcks to run their course as appropriate so Vanderdecken paid only a little attention to Romana as she brought her legs up.

Before she knew it, Vanderdecken had her neck caught and her eyes widened as she was being tossed. Vanderdecken used her skill to try and turn the flip into a cartwheel and keep going. She stumbled backwards pushed herself into one of the large hoops that was made for animals to jump through. She hooked her feet and fumbled over it, hanging upside down as her loose fitting shirt fell over her face leaving her exposed in her bra and panties.

"I think someone needs to take away your license," Vanderdecken muttered as loudly as she could.

Romana clambered to her feet and dusted herself down. She gave a wry smile as she saw Vanderdecken pratfall into the hoops, hanging upside down in skilful stupidity. The German girl felt the initiative was hers again, so she quickly grabbed a cream pie from the edge of the ring before advancing on her upside-down opponent.

“If thereâ€s one thing I hate…” Romana retorted loudly, “…itâ€s back! seat! drivers!!” She couldnâ€t resist giving Vanderdecken three quick slaps on the bum as she said this, to emphasise her point.

Romana would then move round to kneel at Vanderdeckenâ€s head where it hung above the floor, obscured by her dangling shirt.

“Aw, do you need a hand with that?” she said sweetly, loving the way Vanderdecken had put herself in the 'victim' position like this.

Romana would move to lift the shirt up out of Vanderdeckenâ€s eyes, at the same time showing her she was holding a big cream pie.

“Surprise!” Grinning mischievously, she would move to heavily smush the dessert straight into the clown girlâ€s face. She was keen to get some proper pie revenge from earlier, and when finished would just let Vanderdeckenâ€s shirt drop right back down over her head.