Sensual Circus: Vanderdecken Vs. Romana Weiss

Vanderdecken took her dressing down with a straight face as Romana flabbergastedly berated the clown. She watched as Romana decided to take matters into her own hand and as she got on her hands and knees, Vanderdecken slipped around to the back side of Romana.

She then lifted up her hand and looked at the audience. She pointed to her hand and then to Romana's butt , which waggled in front of her. When the crowd gave a roar of approval, Vanderdecken swung her hand down to give Romana's hot ass a custardy smack and latch onto it. Then she'd leaned over and try and squeeze Romana's breast, also smearing it with the gooey custard.

If she could seize Romana in her slippery grasp,she would lean forward and whisper into Romana's ear. "Give it to you....?" She would whisper ominously and try and smack her sex against Romana's.

“Unnghhh!!” Romana arced her back and gave a groan somewhere between surprise and lustl, as the bent-over girl felt her naked ass being grabbed. She shuddered with pleasure, and her mouth hung agape as this was followed by a gooey fondling of her breasts.

“Hell yeah,” she whispered in response to Vanderdecken, licking her lips and swallowing hard. Romana was melting in the clown girlâ€s sexy embrace. The control to the vibrator was only a few feet away, but to the titillated German girl it may as well have been miles, there was little chance of her resisting Vanderdeckenâ€s clutches now.

“Ohh!” Romana cried out, biting her lip as she felt her exposed sex being smacked by Vanderdeckenâ€s own. With the constant buzz of the vibrator between her legs, stimulation like that would push her rapidly to the edge. Her body was charged with erotic tension, and she was practically ready to start begging for it.

In fact, thatâ€s what she would do, though Romana would still put a theatrical spin on it.

“Nooo… Itâ€s so close!” she said, exasperated, pointing to the remote in front of her. “I REALLY want you to give it to me!!” she moaned, jaw clenching, in a tone of mock anger and genuine arousal.

Vanderdecken's eyes lit up as Romana began to beg her for for 'the remote' She had to hold in a smile, as well as a gasp as she smacked her wet sex against Romana's.

"Oh yes, please let me help you." Vanderdecken said in a dry voice as she pulled her hips back and slapped them forward into Romana's ass and sex, trying to smack Romana forward towards the remote. She would continue to try and force Romana forward, ever closer to the remote y smacking her sexes together as loudly and forcefully as she could.

The flying dutchwoman couldn't help it though. She , too, let out moans with each slap. "Oohn! Ahhn! Uhn!" Smack Smack Smack.

Romana closed her eyes in bliss, shuddering with pleasure as she was humped from behind. The sexy slaps against her throbbing pussy felt exquisite, edging her ever closer to a climax. Her moans of desire mixing with Vanderdeckenâ€s own, the bent-over girl was all but ready to let herself come heavily in this submissive position.

Her body was yearning for it, but as she was about to surrender, her narrowed eyes glimpsed the vibratorâ€s remote, now easily within reach thanks to Vanderdeckenâ€s thrusting. Romana was tormented by a tough decision - she badly wanted to let go and let herself orgasm, but at the same time she now had a way of getting back into the match. She couldnâ€t mull this over for too long, either, as she was desperately close to the point of no return.

With a grunt of frustration, Romana finally decided. The German wrestler resolved to keep playing, and see if she could improve her hand into the bargain. She reached out for the remote and clicked it off, ending the sex toyâ€s whirring between her legs.

“Aah…” she panted, blowing a lock of pink hair out of her flustered face. “Thankyou,” she said dryly, swallowing hard. “That got it…”

Romana would then move to get up from her bent-over position, clambering onto her feet. As she did so, she would suddenly jut her bare ass backwards, to smack Vanderdeckenâ€s pelvis (in a reverse of the clown girlâ€s thrusting), hoping to ‘accidentally†knock her opponent off-balance.

Vanderdecken watched as she 'fucked' Romana over to the remote and the German picked it up. She knew she had probably given Romana the match but she wasn't entirely invested in a win. She'd already won something much better. Something that she hoped might continue beyond this little match. When the buzzing stopped, Vanderdecken looked down at the girl and saw her flinch.

She knew what was coming and opened her mouth. "You're wel-"

She let out a grunt as the butt hit her and she bent over. She put her hands on Romana's back and pushed her palms agaisnt the girl and acted like she was clawing for a handle. She threw her leg up in the air and her hands slid gently, lovingly down Romana's form while the rest of her body performed the ridiculous flop.

She pushed off her foot and rolled onto her back, placed her arms on the ground and pushed up so everything but her shoulders pointed upward. She then began to kick as though that could some how fix her predicament, letting her legs scissor in the air awkwardly before they flopped back to the ground. She then bridged up so her ass and lower back were off the ground and her soles were flat. Her legs were spread to give Romana the perfect invitation to her dripping womanhood.

Vanderdecken winked at Romana and threw her head back. "You'll never be able to catch me." She said dryly and then sloooowly began to crab walk away from Romana s the audience laughed.

Romana licked her lips and laughed girlishly at the way Vanderdecken sold the butt-bump. The pink-haired girlâ€s senses were swirling with all kinds of emotions right now, the dizzying comedown of a near-climax - but as she looked at her floored opponent flaunting herself, affection and desire became foremost in Romanaâ€s mind.

“Oh, really?” Romana placed her hands on her hips and flashed a devilish grin as Vanderdecken made her comedic â€escapeâ€.

“Because it seems to me….” she tapped her chin thoughtfully, “…itâ€ll be as easy as pie!!”

The German wrestler scooped up a cream flan from the adjacent table, then practically skipped towards her backwards-crawling opponent. She beamed down at the clown girl, the lithe Dutch beautyâ€s naked body totally at her mercy, and savoured the anticipation. Romana was having so much fun, she could kiss Vanderdecken for gifting her a hit like this - but that would spoil the act, so instead she would have to reward the clown girl with something else entirely.

“Got ya, honey!” she smiled warmly, bending right over so her head was near Vanderdeckenâ€s raised hips. Then, with a mischievous cackle, she would slap the cream pie up hard between the clownâ€s spread thighs, slamming the gooey pudding straight into her foeâ€s exposed sex. Romana would stay bent over and keep the pie held in place, grinding it up and down Vanderdeckenâ€s crotch, slathering the girlâ€s sex with as much mess as she could manage, rubbing it firmly to stimulate her victim, rapt with her own sensuous work.

Vanderdecken clumsily crab walked away from Romana as she proclaimed her daring escape to be a fool's errand. It was and Vanderdecken would have laughed if she had not been as committed to her role as possible. As Romana tried to figure out what to do to the fleeing Dutch woman, Vanderdecken picked up the pace as much as she could. She never closed her thighs or turned her body. She knew that Romana would cook up something good. She wasn't disappointed as Romana reached for the flan.

She couldn't help but stop in her tracks as she did. She knew what was coming as Romana pulled back. Vanderdecken threw her head back and closed her eyes, her body twitching a bit as she anticipated what was coming. The cold custard was blasted up into her pussy and an almost visible ripple of pleasure ran up Vanderdecken's body as she collapsed to the ground, arched her body, grabbed her own breasts tightly and tried her hardest not to let out a cry of pleasure.

"mmmnnnnmmmnnnmmnn-poooooooooohhhnnnn!"

Vanderdecken began to pant when she expelled her pleasurable gasp. Her body shivered and she reached up to entangle her fingers into Romana's pink hair and force her hard into her own sex and wrap her thighs tightly around Romana's head. she wasn't trying to smother the ringleader. She just couldn't stand any longer for Romana to not be as close to Vanderdecken as she could be. "D-Devour me..." Vanderdecken whispered so only Romana would hear as she fell backwards and began to softly hump Romana's face with her custardy pussy.

“Yeah, take that!!” Romana leered as she smeared the pie hard into Vanderdeckenâ€s pussy. She licked her lips at the clown girlâ€s intense reaction, her moans arousing Romana herself, almost jealous of her opponentâ€s predicament.

Hypnotised by the Dutchwomanâ€s erotic writhing and moaning, Romana didnâ€t defend herself as that barely-constrained passion erupted into a hungry hair-pull / head scissors, leaving her with a face-full of deliciously creamy crotch.

“Mmhh!!” The pink-haired wrestler gave a muffled cry of excitement. Romana was ecstatic at having been thrust into this position. In any other match, being trapped between your opponentâ€s thighs would ostensibly be a bad thing, but in hentai terms she knew Vanderdecken had all but handed her the match, leaving her greedy tongue free to explore the Dutch girlâ€s sex.

Romana was nearly overwhelmed by this deluge of sensual delights - smooth thighs wrapped around her head, face pressed against the younger girlâ€s horny, humping pussy, all topped off with lashings of gooey pie filling. The pinned ringleader was incredibly aroused, and let herself enjoy Vanderdeckenâ€s writhing and grinding for a few moments. Romana was sorely tempted to slip her hands downward, and begin fingering her own wet sex - but she figured that would be letting an excellent opportunity go to waste.

As Vanderdecken continued to press her snatch into Romanaâ€s face, the ringleader instinctively began to probe with her tongue, aligning her mouth with her opponentâ€s thrusting pussy. She tentatively worked her way through the fluffy cream, swallowing a small mouthful of the tasty dessert, before her tongue brushed up against the clown girlâ€s folds.

Romanaâ€s hands hugged Vanderdeckenâ€s hips as she wriggled on the floor, positioning herself to push her face, and tongue, further between the Dutchwomanâ€s thighs. Her tongue would slip between Vanderdeckenâ€s custard-coated folds, possessively exploring, sliding in smoothly, the cream pie filling acting as a uniquely sweet lubricant.

The German girl gave a moan of desire as she lapped away, probing her gooey opponent ever harder. Her face became completely buried and her nose now pressed up against Vanderdeckenâ€s creamy clit. Romanaâ€s hands gripped the other girlâ€s hips hard, and her own groin was rubbing excitedly against the arena floor- but she made sure all her attention was on Vanderdecken, doing her best to please as she thrust her tongue as far as she could.

The crwd roared at te scene they were watching. All the writhing, both girls engrossed in such a sensual act. Most could see that Vanderdecken had all but submitted but they were still all on edge. Anything could happen as it had already so they wouldn't have been shocked if the tables had suddenly turned.

Vanderdecken wasn't really thinking about that though as Romana went to work. The sexy German was already doing an amazing job and the clown was not even trying to hold back as her soft moans began to slowly crescendo.

"uh... uh.. uh.. ohhh... ahhhh.... Uhn! Nnnnnnyeh OOH!"

Her fingers forced themselves into Romana's hair and she began to force Romana's face into the parts of her pussy that needed the most attention. Not that Romana was doing a bad job, just the opposite. Vanderdecken really just wanted more contact.

As she was reaching her peak, and her moans became cries, she lifted up one of her arms.

"OOOH! OOOOH! OOOH! YESSSSSSS UUUUUNNNHH!"

When she burst, as her last little trick, out from her raised arm's armband shot out a colorful array of colored handkerchiefs that slowly drifted over the two.

She began to pant. "I'll handle... hah... hah... the clean up... hah... hah..."

The crowd roared.

Face buried in Vanderdeckenâ€s delicious sex, Romana could see little beyond the immediate job at hand, though she could keenly sense the erotic energy building up in her opponent, and indeed the whole arena. Their whole performance now hinged on her pleasuring the Dutch girl fully, Romanaâ€s tongue now lapping and thrusting, undeterred as her head was pulled even further between those cream-flecked thighs.

She heard the green-haired girl moan wildly, her body shuddering in pleasure. Romana dutifully kept her face pressed hard on Vanderdeckenâ€s writhing pussy, holding her tongue in place as the other girl came against her.

As the clown girlâ€s orgasm slowly faded, hormones coming down like those gently fluttering handkerchiefs, Romana finally withdrew, sitting back and smiling at her opponent. The pink-haired girl was flustered and breathing heavily, and her face was a matted mess of custard, cream, sweat and pussy juices, though she still managed to flash a cute grin as she daintily wiped the gunk from her eyes.

“Hahh, yess….” she smirked at Vanderdeckenâ€s little joke, flushed with joy at both winning the match and, more importantly, winning the affection of this beguiling girl.

“Well….” she panted, “…I think I know where I want you to start….” Romana would lean back and spread her legs a little, giving a full view of her naked pussy, by way of invitation.