Kamila wasn’t my first choice, but when she was offered as a replacement for my preferred but unavailable masseuse, I decided to give it a try.

As soon as I entered the room, she gave me a rundown of how the massage would proceed, mentioning that if all went well, there might be a happy ending at the end :-). In the shower, when I first touched her hips, she informed me not to touch her nipples as she doesn’t like it. Otherwise, she said I could squeeze them however I wanted and even demonstrated. It didn’t come across as very erotic. Her body didn’t quite appeal to me either; she’s a bit too plump for my taste, and her breasts aren’t very firm.

Kamila started the massage on my stomach with a thorough and relatively long back massage. It wasn’t bad; she can apply decent pressure, but don’t expect anything like a Thai massage. The B2B part could be divided into rather dull and one interesting move. I wasn’t particularly thrilled when she slid her breasts and belly over my back. Given her plumpness, it’s hard to distinguish which part is which—just a general softness. Even more boring was the back massage with just her belly while she knelt beside me. On the other hand, it was nice when she turned around, facing my feet, and massaged my back up to my buttocks with one knee. Occasionally, her breasts would brush against my legs, which added some erotic tension.

The massage on my back was relatively quick. Her eye contact felt strange to me; she either stared intently into my eyes without any hint of emotion or looked somewhere behind me into the mirror. Her manual work lacked creativity, but in the second position, in 69, Kamila managed to bring me to a finish. After that, she started to cuddle from the side, which I wasn’t too fond of, so I asked her for another back massage. It didn’t last very long, but even so, when she directed me to the shower, it was still 15 minutes before the hour was up. I was back on the street 55 minutes after ringing the doorbell.

60-minute massage, 2000 CZK. So, the standard B2B price, which Kamila called a “tantra mix.”
Rating (average, nothing special). Her body didn’t quite suit me, but it wasn’t just that, as noted above. I wouldn’t repeat the experience.

Rabbit Hall
Body to Body
60 min
1900 CZK

About Valery!

A few weeks ago, during my lunch break, I decided to unwind at this popular spot in Prague. Although it’s not particularly special to me, I’ve tried many massages like this before. What mattered to me initially was how the girl smelled, and it was wonderful. (I should mention that I paid 1900 CZK, which I found quite reasonable.) The girl was very nice, cute, and friendly. She offered me a drink from a selection they had, which I appreciated. We then took a shower together using a lovely shower gel, but it was really enjoyable thanks to her presence. She was gentle with me from start to finish. However, there’s one downside—after the experience, it was impossible to focus on work, and my thoughts kept drifting to planning my next trip to Prague. Hopefully, I’ll see Valery again soon.

Highly recommended!

I took a few days before writing this review, but it’s about time… or I’ll forget everything. I don’t want to jump the gun, but the massage was pretty standard and didn’t stand out among the experiences that make me visit salons.

I’ve learned not to make the mistake of expecting an enticing session based on reviews, only to be disappointed. Still, the beginning of the massage was a letdown. Melisa is attractive, no doubt about that, and she’s pleasant when greeting you—she even mentioned she was glad I spoke Czech. But then she switched to a chatty mode… and it went nowhere. She wasn’t talking nonsense, but there was no teasing, no build-up, zero eroticism. She prepared the futon and quickly undressed. The scene felt almost absurd, like a movie where lovers have a quick but likely very regular rendezvous in a hotel. No need to pretend, it’s clear they only have an hour, and they’re both chatting away while washing up, their minds still in the office… no foreplay needed.

Melisa did talk about the salon, which I was interested in, but I didn’t learn anything new. When she asked if it was my first time at Candy, I told her how much I enjoy coming here and that I was bummed to miss the Halloween costume event… but unfortunately, it didn’t change the course of things. She might not realize that the bar is set high. Or she didn’t get that nudity and a handjob are just a small part of the program. The shower was nothing wild, just cleansing and influenced by an almost anxious effort to conserve hot water. Apparently, it’s out of consideration for others, as the boiler struggles, and they’re instructed to do so. I’d guess that some of her colleagues either didn’t get this memo or just ignore it. Or maybe I was lucky in previous sessions to get a room with its own hot water supply, as there’s supposedly one like that.

We got out of the shower, still in a somewhat detached mode. I learned about three possible extras, if I remember correctly: autoeroticism, prostate massage, and kissing. I politely declined, suggested a mix, and she countered with preferring B2B. (In my head, I’m thinking: “I don’t care what you call it, but let it finally get at least a bit exciting.”) To be fair, the massage on my stomach was thorough and quite suited me. I appreciated that she didn’t fake moans, which would have been awkward. She uses a lot of oil, adding more even when you feel far from dry. She slides around, incorporating her legs. It was interesting when she slowly slid over you, and you felt her gentle scratching down there. That was sexy, and I was looking forward to the turn. That’s when I could finally get a better look at her. She has a nice body, but since the whole thing wasn’t really working, I was somewhat indifferent to what was happening. She used her body again, keeping things under control… I remembered that I’ve been considering ordering autoeroticism for about half a year, and it was even offered here, but I dismissed the idea again. Sorry, but I’m not wasting it on this encounter. Maybe she’s skilled, but I won’t find out. Somehow, we got to the finish, which wasn’t bad—she knows what she’s doing. We reached the end, cleaned up, and either she sensed she barely made it to an average massage, or she simply has that “what more could you want” attitude. I’m not rude, we had time, so I offered her a relaxing massage in return. That made her happy, but I admit I didn’t want to abruptly end the session with a boring shower, which I suspected and indeed got. Some might argue, “you get what you make of it,” but I don’t like forcing things, nor do I enjoy it.  I usually don’t do repeats, but it’s definitely not happening here. Hopefully, you’ll have a better experience; this was a weak average (not a disaster).

B2B, 60 min, 2000CZK

After a very pleasant previous experience, I decided to visit Rabbit Hall again. The masseuse I initially chose was fully booked, so I was offered Roxi instead.

The welcome was very friendly, and I was greeted by a smiling girl with a mischievous grin and an intriguing sparkle in her eyes. I had a feeling this would be interesting. We shook hands, exchanged smiles, introduced ourselves, and she led me to the room. I was offered a drink; I wanted water, but they had run out, so the only options were cola or juice. I made my choice and started getting ready.

The wait wasn’t long; I barely had time to sit down before she returned with the drink, and we chatted for a bit. The conversation wasn’t particularly exciting; she was looking forward to a vacation and had a lot on her plate. I also shared some complaints so she wouldn’t feel alone, and we discussed the massage. Based on my previous great experience, I opted for a lingam massage. The masseuse undressed; I wasn’t focused on her body. She seemed natural and probably doesn’t work out.

The shower was occupied, so we waited a bit longer. In the shower, there was a bit of touching, but nothing erotic yet.

At the start of the massage, I wanted to sit, but she instructed me to lie down. She applied oil and teased a bit. Just as we were about to begin, a child started screaming on the street outside the basement window, and the masseuse started stroking my shaft—quite the distraction. I suggested we wait, as I didn’t want an erotic massage with a screaming child in the background.

Everything was quite nice afterward; I was caressing her, admiring her curves. The masseuse moaned softly in my ear and nibbled my earlobe. My friend was at attention since the shower. The technique down there was interesting, with varied strokes, alternating between fast and slow. She teased with her nails, which I liked. She ventured a bit too far south, so I guided her hand a bit higher, but she didn’t quite get it. I enjoyed the rest.

I told her she was skillful. The masseuse replied, “OK, I know.” I focused a lot on her nipples. It seemed to me that she had cooled off since the beginning, maybe she wasn’t enjoying it. I watched and admired her natural body while she checked to see if everything was in place and sucked in her stomach.

As I was nearing the end, I asked for a tissue and if it would bother her for the rest of the massage. I heard only, “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” in a very apathetic tone and with a strange expression. There was a long, cold stare into my eyes, and I no longer trusted even a single movement. I considered ending it. In the end, I let her finish me mechanically, and that was it. The atmosphere was weak from the start, and by the end, it was nonexistent. She didn’t want to hug.

Shower, back to the room, got dressed, paid, a polite kiss on the cheek, and goodbye. I was glad to be out of there.

Lingam, 60 min., 2200 CZK

Compared to the last massage, this was a drastic difference. I felt it was purely work for her, not fun or pleasure. I probably won’t visit for a while, and maybe next time I’ll try to book my chosen masseuse in advance. Or maybe I’ll just give up on it entirely.

I decided to try Rabbit Hall for the first time, and since Nicol, whom I had been eyeing for some time, wasn’t available, I went with Emily based on local reviews—and I’m glad I did.

I entered the place on time and was let in immediately. Emily greeted me in a black robe. As is often the case with me, I needed a moment to adjust to the fact that the girls look a bit different in person than I imagine, and I generally need a little time to warm up. The initial welcome from Emily was a bit cool, but that quickly changed once we got to the room. She immediately started chatting, confirming the reviews about her talkativeness were true. This quickly eased my initial nervousness, and soon it felt like I was chatting with an old friend. Her smiling and laughing while we talked made her instantly more attractive, and I began to look forward to what was to come.

At the start, I confirmed my choice of a mixed massage and expressed interest in a shared shower. I also confirmed what was allowed from my side—unfortunately, touching below was off-limits, which was a shame, but I was determined to enjoy it nonetheless.

As she undressed, I noticed her slim figure with a nice backside, and her petite frame made her look quite young. The shower was both cleansing and pleasantly intimate, especially enjoying the caressing of her backside. I don’t think I’ve ever held such a small tush in my hand before 🙂

After a while, we moved on to the massage itself. Emily started with my calves and then my back. We chatted and laughed a lot at first, but there’s no need to worry—Emily knows when to stop talking and start building the right atmosphere. I realized this while still on my back when she transitioned to B2B, and as she slid over my body, she began to softly moan into my ear, gradually increasing my arousal with various touches.

The climax, however, came after the turn. The first thing I must commend is how Emily can switch from a cheerful friend to a seductive temptress. Her constant eye contact was electrifying, and combined with her performance, you’d give her everything you have. Her handiwork, which she didn’t hesitate with, was truly noteworthy. From slow movements that sent shivers down my spine to teasing the tip with just her fingertips, which put me in a trance. Just a little longer, and it might have been the best orgasm of my life. However, Emily wanted me to enjoy the touch of her entire body, so she showed me several very pleasant B2B positions. When she sat on my thighs, leaned towards my neck, and started to stimulate me again with her hand, this time faster, I knew we were nearing a certain climax. It happened in this position, with Emily quite closely pressed against me, and only her hand working skillfully between our bodies. This made the climax all the more intimate and liberating, and I could enjoy her closeness throughout, which she continued to offer even after the end as we cuddled a bit more.

If I wanted it to be absolutely perfect, I might have enjoyed the ending at a slightly slower pace; speed wasn’t really necessary for the conclusion in this case, but even so, it was an incredible ride that released a lot of endorphins in me and one I definitely want to repeat.

The final shower was once again slightly intimate, and Emily switched back to her friendly, chatty mode with laughter, which makes her so incredibly charming. You get the feeling she’d be a great, slightly crazy friend you’d love to hang out with over a beer in the evenings, leaving you recharged with positive energy. For me, this was the best massage experience I’ve ever had.

Massage mix
1 hour
1800 CZK

Lately, I’ve been repeating a lot and visiting a competing establishment more frequently, where the masseuses aren’t short on reviews. This made me a bit complacent and I stopped writing. But too much repetition eventually becomes routine, so it was time for a change and to start exploring the skills of other ladies. After all, who wants to develop cabin fever even during massages when it’s sometimes enough at home?

Armed with a list of recommendations on which other ladies in the establishment I might enjoy, I tried to book a masseuse from the list who was on shift that day. Unfortunately, she wasn’t available at the time, and the operator offered me three other names, none of which were familiar. I gave up that first week and went to the tried-and-true Candyshop instead. The following week, the same thing happened. Again, I received unfamiliar names with vague reviews, making it difficult to choose. But my trip to Prague was scheduled, and I was in the mood for a massage, so I decided to take a risk this time. From the options, Jasmina caught my attention. Partly because of her legendary namesake at another salon, whom I have fond memories of, and also because of her advertised bust size. I’m more of a bottom guy, breasts aren’t a deal-breaker for me, but I hadn’t experienced such a size before, so why not try it? There’s only one review of Jasmina at RH here, and it’s not very flattering, which was another reason to see for myself. So, I confirmed with the operator and asked just to be sure if it would be good. He said yes and that I would enjoy it. Well, what else would he say, right?

The first hint of excitement hit me right in the morning. My reason for traveling to Prague was a dermatology appointment for a preventive mole check. The doctor had me strip down to my underwear and lie on the examination table on my stomach. Since I’ve had several massages in the past, this undressing and lying on my stomach became a conditioned reflex, and subconsciously, I was waiting for what would happen next. The doctor started examining me quite thoroughly with her magnifying glass. Still on my stomach, I couldn’t see her and thought to myself, is that really all? Just a perfect conditioned reflex. Fortunately, I realized it in time and didn’t request any extras. Turning onto my back brought me back to reality. The positive outcome of the medical report left me undisturbed and looking forward to the actual massage in the afternoon.

I arrived for the massage at Vinohradska, and everyone knows how it goes there. I rang the bell outside, but this time the door didn’t open immediately, and I had to wait a bit. At that moment, a group of three burly Arabs approached me, and one asked in English if there was a massage there. The thought of going down with them wasn’t appealing, so I took advantage of their unfamiliarity with the place and sped up to be the first downstairs. I slipped into the open salon door, shut it, and chaos ensued. The usher seemed a bit out of it and asked me about the masseuse. I told him the name, but he seemed new and didn’t recognize it. We debated for a while until he finally got it and went to fetch Jasmina.

Jasmina immediately caught my attention with her exotic appearance. She’s a petite girl, not exactly slim or athletic, but not overweight either. Just a naturally curvy type that perfectly matches her bust size and height. She led me to the room, asked what I’d like to drink, and instructed me to undress. She also asked if I wanted a joint shower and what type of massage. I opted for the B2B, which was currently on offer, as she informed me. Jasmina left to get the drink and oil. Meanwhile, I undressed and headed to the shower to rinse off. After a while, Jasmina joined me, undressed, and got into the shower with me. I like it this way because it helps break the ice and allows you to explore the masseuse, under the guise of helping her wash. Jasmina washed my entire body thoroughly and attentively, occasionally not forgetting about my friend. But these weren’t just light touches; she played with the foreskin, balls, and I suspected she might really want to give it a good clean.

I noticed more details about Jasmina. Her face is truly exotic. She’s slightly tanned and has a peculiar accent that I couldn’t place. I asked where she was from, as it wasn’t any eastern origin I knew. Jasmina said she’s from Albania, and her mother is Egyptian. Gentlemen, who among you has seen an Egyptian face outside of papyrus scrolls? And this was really similar. A beautiful blend of exoticism. Her Czech is perfect, having lived here for over 10 years.

She speaks very, very slowly, with an interesting diction, which creates an intriguing effect that seems to extend the massage time. Her face is somewhat similar to Jasmina from LG. Her eyes are hazel. She has tattoos on both forearms, but they don’t bother me much. Unfortunately, her lips were freshly plumped to the point of bursting, which somewhat marred the impression. Her breasts are a solid size three. Firm, perky, much larger than my hands, nicely close together, with light areolas and not very prominent pink nipples. Her hips are average, neither large nor small, just an Arab type. Her butt is medium, firm, pleasant to the touch, and her belly isn’t significantly protruding. She’s not skinny, nor is she overweight, but a robustly built normal girl with normal proportions, someone you can grab onto without anything slipping through your fingers. I asked about restrictions, and there were none, except for kissing and fingers inside. I hadn’t planned on any of that, nor did I feel like exploring her pussy, and the ability to touch down there really lifted my spirits.

We moved to the bed, and I immediately told Jasmina that I didn’t need a proper massage or a gymnastics routine from her, but that I was very cuddly, so she should focus on that. Therefore, my description will lack some of the usual gymnastic maneuvers, but I didn’t want them, even though they probably could have been included in the chosen massage. I just wanted to fully enjoy her breasts and the physicality with a nice girl. Jasmina was also comfortable with this plan, and if both parties are satisfied, that’s how it should be.

So, we started as usual on my stomach. Jasmina began with a hand massage. It was more like stroking and gentle kneading than a massage. She knelt beside me, making contact. First, she focused on my calves, paying particular attention to my Achilles tendons. Then she gradually worked her way up. She focused on my butt and quickly slipped under my stomach, playing with my balls for a few seconds. These weren’t just quick, seemingly accidental touches but real stroking and playing with areas that men enjoy. Then she moved to my back and continued with gentle massaging and stroking. Next, she oiled her breasts and began relatively simple B2B moves. From the bottom up, then she turned 90° and massaged me with her breasts in a transverse position. I stroked her wherever I could reach on her legs, and occasionally our fingers intertwined. She occasionally ventured down to my friend. The whole thing was slow, the movements languid and sensual, and Jasmína spoke very slowly. We conversed about all sorts of things. I really liked the atmosphere, and even though I usually have a sense of time, here I didn’t know where we stood. In reality, time moved slower than I thought. Super!

The main focus of my interest was still ahead of me, so to not waste time, I instructed her to turn me onto my back. Here, I directed the B2B entirely to my liking. Jasmina sat on my leg, took both my hands, and placed them on her breasts, and I played and played. Unfortunately, she was heavily oiled, which dulled the sensation in my hands and her nipples. She’s proud of her breasts and says they’re very sensitive. I would have preferred to test that with her lying down and without oil, but there wasn’t time for that in 60 minutes, so maybe next time. Then she moved closer and pressed my face into her breasts, allowing me to fully enjoy them with my tongue, cheeks, and everything I had on my head. At this stage, she began to play more intensely with my friend behind her back. It was a game with gentle teasing of the glans and frenulum with her nails, a very intense sensation for me, until I had to slow her down, saying not yet. She then moved lower and gave me a B2B massage of my stomach with her breasts, followed by a titfuck. Then she snuggled up to me from the side, threw her leg over me at a right angle so I could reach both her breasts and her butt. She really likes being touched.

We cuddled like this for a while, I massaged her breasts, butt, then her neck and shoulders, and I could see she enjoyed it. We talked about all sorts of things. She mentioned she does pussycat and asked if I liked it, but I wasn’t in the mood for that today. Since I sensed time was running out, I suggested to Jasmina that she move into a 69 position because I’m a bottom guy and hadn’t yet had the chance to explore her treasure. She willingly repositioned herself so I could reach her and began slowly stroking my friend. I began to explore her treasure blindly. Here I have a major complaint because the room lighting was really poor, I couldn’t see anything and had to rely on touch. However, in this case, her anatomy down there was somewhat complicated and tangled, making it difficult to identify key points. But that’s not Jasmina’s fault, as there really were no restrictions, she allowed me practically everything within the rules, and it seemed she genuinely enjoyed it. In this position, with me stimulating her from behind and Jasmína slowly working on me in front, she brought me to climax. Here I have my usual complaint about many masseuses, that they don’t know how to properly finish a man. Not just passively letting him finish on his own and watching what happens, but they should continue until the last drop and then stop in time. This is where Filip’s recent question about training masseuses definitely makes sense.

Time with Jasmína really stretched, and we still had about 10 minutes left. I really didn’t understand this because we certainly weren’t slacking off, and time is usually short, especially with 60 minutes. In the remaining time, she again snuggled up to me from the side, and we mutually caressed and chatted about all sorts of things. We also agreed that neither of us liked oil, and if there would be a next time, it would be dry. Then followed a trip to the shower, where she very thoroughly and attentively washed me and herself. Payment, getting dressed, and a request for me to come again.

I went into this massage with no expectations, but it was nice. Jasmina doesn’t do the classic GFE, breathing in your ear, nose to nose, licking your ear, kissing on the neck, and so on. If someone expects that, they might be disappointed. Perhaps that’s where the mentioned distance and coldness come from. Yes, Jasmina doesn’t like facial touches, she wears makeup, kissing is extra, and she has a new duck face, and that’s probably the reason. But she’s not impersonal and is sensitive. If a guy wants to touch a beautiful, interestingly exotic, and well-endowed girl and cuddle, I think he won’t be disappointed.

I can’t promise a repeat, but why not?

Type of massage: Body to body
Duration: 60 minutes
Price: 2100 czech crowns