My first experience with two masseuses was great, but something was missing. I realized that the shower is my favorite part of massages, and everyone says the best ones are at Candy Shop. I checked their website and saw that a redhead and a brunette were available at the same time. I messaged them on WhatsApp and got the green light for a time when both could be there. I was excited at the thought of seeing four girls with different hair colors in just two days. Now that’s a challenge!

I headed to the location and didn’t realize how close Candy Shop was to Paris street and the Old Town Square. As I wandered around half an hour before my appointment to identify the right building, I started sweating a bit seeing all the people around. But I reassured myself that no one would care, and I could always go somewhere else. Next door, two Turkish guys were standing right by the doorbell.

I decided to take a quick walk to the Old Town Square to see the Christmas tree and listen to a singer performing there before heading to the place. Suddenly, the crowd disappeared, and I felt relieved. I rang the bell and entered this den for the second time. I walked down the stairs, and there was a different woman behind the bar than last time. I thought it was the boss, but it seems they changed the staff since my last visit.

I sat at the bar, was offered a drink, and was told the girls would be there shortly. After about two minutes of sipping on a Coke, the woman called out for Sofia in a slightly raised voice. From behind the curtain emerged Mary, and my jaw dropped for the first time. She was stunning, dressed in Christmas elf bikinis. She introduced herself, shook my hand, and kissed me. I was already excited about what was to come, waiting for the second girl. After another two minutes, Sofia appeared, and my jaw dropped again. A perfect young redhead in the same festive costume as Mary, she greeted me just as warmly. Seeing their enthusiasm, I thought to myself, this is going to be wild. Their sex appeal was palpable.

I waited a bit longer until the room was ready, and then the girls came to get me, each taking one of my hands, leading me to the adventure. We entered a fantastic room with a glass shower, and they asked about the massage, offering plenty of extras. I chose Body to Body like the first time, without extras, but they told me I could add extras like kissing or a pussycat during the massage if I wanted.

They offered a joint shower and asked me to undress. As I slowly started, they both slipped out of their tops, and I was so flustered I almost couldn’t get out of my socks without tripping. They found it amusing and mischievously invited me to join them in the shower once I managed it. We stepped into the shower, and what happened there with both of them, I’ll never forget. It was like being ambushed by two Paulas; they started soaping me up everywhere, wanted me to soap them, and began nibbling and teasing me. I just stood there in disbelief. They clung to me, massaging me with their bodies while teasing me, and I climaxed like never before. They smiled at each other, and we dried off to continue with the massage.

After drying off and realizing this was going to be a rodeo even on the massage table, I lay on my stomach, waiting to see what would happen. They both came to me, one on each side, first gently tickling me with their fingers all over, then gradually massaging me, and finally sliding over me one after the other. I absorbed all the sensations, trying not to forget anything. It felt like they were sisters, knowing exactly what the other was doing to synchronize perfectly. Nibbling, whispering in my ear—it was intense. After about 20 minutes, Mary whispered for me to turn over.

I turned over and got a handful of oil for each hand, starting to oil up the girls myself. My left hand was for Mary, and my right for Sofia, and I thought, this is paradise. You can’t experience this in a private setting because you can’t be with two girls at once, unless with a toy. But this was so exhilarating, more enjoyable than having sex with them. It’s indescribable, you have to experience it. There were so many sensations, I almost forgot I had a penis. Then they both started sliding up and down on me, nibbling one after the other, nose to nose—it was crazy. I thought they were both in Paula mode, and this is exactly what you want. The only downside was when Sofia started bouncing on my stomach; she had a bit of stubble down there. I enjoyed everything 100%, but it slightly marred the experience, the only flaw. I don’t even know how, but I climaxed a second time, and they both stretched out beside me, hugging me, and I felt like a winner. Both are such stunning girls, it’s unbelievable. Considering the disappointments with solo massages, it’s amazing how I hit the jackpot with these two, and they’re so beautiful. Pure seventh heaven.

When the time came, we had a second shower, and it wasn’t just about washing off the oil, but more playful antics. Before drying off, the girls nibbled me again, and I thought next time I have to include kissing with them. It seemed like a natural progression, and I believe it would elevate the massage even further. I had the most fun with them; they’re both wild. They genuinely enjoy it, and it’s so obvious.

Here’s a mega positive review, and I definitely want to do it again. Each girl must be amazing on her own, especially if Sofia shaves smooth.

Luck was on my side, and I won a massage. It was my first time at Fantazie, and since I was in the mood for something wild that day, I chose Iren. I had my eye on Sara, but she won’t be available until March, so I went with Iren.

As mentioned before, the entrance is near the bus stop, but there are some rental apartments in the building, so I don’t think anyone really cares where you’re ringing or where you’re going. But I get it; we all have this little paranoia that everyone around us knows where we’re headed and what’s going to happen there.

The buzzer opened the door pretty quickly, and I headed to the basement, where the door opened, and Iren peeked out with a smile. She’s quite an attractive woman, probably around 35. Great figure, except for the slightly saggy breasts, but you can see that in the photos. I knew she’d make up for it in other ways.

I took the introductory shower solo, so I have no idea if anything would have happened there. After the shower, she was waiting for me, glanced at my package, and just smiled as she dropped her sheer robe. She told me to lie on my stomach. Once I was down, she explained the dos and don’ts, but of course, during the massage, some of those rules were bent, but I guess that’s different for each client.

She started with a pleasant back massage, occasionally teasing my package and balls, and brushed against me with her firm nipples. Then came a very enjoyable foot and toe massage. After that, she returned to my backside, package, and balls, and began a grand sliding session. She moved in all sorts of directions, rubbing her body against my back, and from her hard nipples and genuine moans, it was clear her reactions weren’t entirely faked. There was ear nibbling and finger intertwining. The erotic atmosphere was so thick you could cut it with a knife, completely believable.

After turning over, it was one big mutual game of teasing. Both of us were delaying the climax to enjoy it to the fullest. Nose to nose, with the occasional kiss. Her tricks, like simulating oral by stroking between the shoulder and neck, were truly fantastic. There was cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, 69, with the climax being held back several times, and the finale was simultaneous, with me on top holding Iren by the neck. Yeah, this was a real wild ride. After the mutual climax, I collapsed onto the mattress, and Iren got up, wiped both of us down since most of my load ended up on her belly and breasts, and instructed me to close my eyes as she started massaging my arms. Gentlemen, it was bliss; I hadn’t even caught my breath, and someone was already taking care of me again.

Time was running out, and this time we went to the shower together, where she scrubbed me down thoroughly, so I hardly had to wash myself. A true geisha experience.

With a kiss and a promise that she hopes to see me again, we said goodbye, and on my way up the stairs, I bumped into one of you. Who was it? It probably doesn’t happen often, but they were moving something, so the outer door was wide open.

Pussycat massage for 2400 CZK

I haven’t written a review in a long time because I’m not good at it; my writing lacks flow and is hard to read. However, after some time, I decided to share a few experiences because I discovered some talent that isn’t mentioned here much, if at all.

First up is Kisa. I booked a massage after consulting with the operator, as I have specific requirements: the lady should be comfortable with mutual touching, and it should be clear that this won’t be an issue. I usually opt for autoeroticism along with the massage.

The visit took place at a salon on Vinohradska. Kisa greeted me at the door, and I immediately knew it was going to be great. She has a beautiful figure, lovely eyes, and a sweet smile. In the room, we had a shower together, and Kisa started working her magic right there. She knows how to touch, where and how to guide my hands to the right places. I could have stayed in the shower with her for the entire massage, but after this foreplay, I was even more excited for the massage itself.

Kisa pointed out a new mirror on the ceiling, and I must admit she knows how to position herself attractively in it. The massage began with me lying on my stomach. Kisa lay on top of me and started gently caressing me. After a while, she got up, first applying oil on me and then very nicely on herself. An intense B2B (body-to-body) massage began, with a truly erotic charge—none of that robotic sliding. After about 20 minutes, Kisa started applying oil to her backside, and when I hinted that I’d like to help, she let me, and I took care of oiling her up. After another 10 minutes of B2B, I couldn’t hold back and turned over. Again, the oil ritual took place, and an intense B2B session began. Kisa beautifully responded to my touches, and it seemed like she enjoyed the mutual touches and the massage as much as I did. We even got to the autoerotic part, without any toys, but it was very nice. Through our joint effort, we reached the goal, and then it was my turn. Kisa cuddled up to me at the end, and after a while, it was time for a shower, this time more for cleansing.

Massage: Pussycat – 90 minutes
Paid: 3,100 CZK + 500 CZK for autoeroticism

Conclusion: An excellent massage that met all my expectations, and I will definitely repeat it.

I had been ignoring Salon Fantazie for quite some time. Its location isn’t convenient for me, and initial reviews didn’t guarantee a great experience. However, Sára caught my eye immediately—she was the only one from their lineup I’d consider visiting (even before Sakura joined). Recently, I’ve noticed an increase in positive reviews for this salon, and motivated by a first-visit discount, I decided to finally check it out.

The start of my first visit didn’t go smoothly. I had to wait for nearly 5 minutes in front of a very busy entrance at a public transport stop. A woman, possibly named Iren, opened the basement door and informed me that I’d have to wait a bit for Sára. So, I sat down and waited. It took quite a while, so I used the time to take a shower and freshen my breath with some mouthwash available at the sink. The shower worked perfectly, which isn’t always the case in basement salons.

Sára still hadn’t arrived, giving me plenty of time to explore the massage room. I liked the appropriately red lighting, which I think is ideal for erotic massages. There were low mirrors along and in front of the mattress. Later, I realized the side mirror wasn’t well-placed; it was too narrow, and during B2B, you could only see the masseuse’s forehead, one eye, and the top of her backside. I’d recommend placing the mirror lower or installing a wider one. Otherwise, the room was quite cozy. I also managed to lower the music volume and hide some chocolates next to the mattress as a post-massage treat.

After about 15 minutes, Sára finally entered. She seemed a bit stressed and distracted. She apologized, and we discussed the massage, shower, etc. Then she left again for about another 10 minutes. Luckily, I didn’t have any plans after the massage; otherwise, I would have had to end our meeting. My first impression of Sára was positive—a nice, slender, agile young woman—so despite the long wait, I started to look forward to the massage.

Sára returned in a towel, and we began with a half-hour delay, but oh well, it happens. Right from her first touches, I sensed it would be good. She started gently but sensually stroking my body, and within seconds, she was already attending to my friend. She had very soft and pleasant hands. After a light dry massage, Sára poured some hot oil on me, massaged my entire body, and began her body-to-body massage.

At this point, it was clear that Sára was a cuddler. At one moment, she lay on me with her whole body, intertwining our fingers and rubbing her head against mine, pressing it against my neck like a cat. Occasionally, there was some breathing in my ear, along my neck, or an “earjob.”

I started touching her too, and it seemed like she enjoyed it. I like this; it’s calming for me when I feel the warmth and her energy and know that the mutual touches are pleasant for the masseuse. The belly-down part isn’t usually favored, but I enjoy it when it’s done the way Sára does. She even started sliding her breasts across my back. Erotic relaxation.

She moved to a side position, and I had her breasts in my hand. I kept my arms outstretched, and when she lay on me again, I carefully reached between her legs. I wanted to give her some pleasure, and Sára didn’t resist, continuing to slide against my hand. Then came a 69 position, with her breasts sliding over my legs. In the mirror, my dull head was blocking the view.

I had to wait quite a bit for the turn; about three times during this phase, I thought about turning over, but Sára had her routine. In the mirror, I could see the clock, and in reality, only about 20 minutes had passed, so it felt longer because we skipped the joint shower. However, Sára did repeat some elements unnecessarily and could have done the turn sooner. Of course, you can always speak up, but I like leaving it to the masseuse.

Halfway through, the turn. Sára sat beside me and very (I’d say) “modestly” started paying attention to it with one eye, not just visually but also manually. She gently got it up in no time. What followed was something I hadn’t experienced in an erotic massage before. Sára carefully lay on me, placing it between our bodies. She hugged me tightly with both arms, so I had to slightly lift myself. We held each other in a firm embrace for a few minutes, without much massage happening, but I really liked it. Romantic.

During this, we exchanged kisses on the face, neck, and ears. I massaged her back and her nice butt. Very intense physical contact. If this isn’t GFE, then I don’t know what is… We were both silent during this. I felt like maybe she missed this in her personal life as much as I did, but she probably does this with every client.

If she added some imitation of sex, I might have finished in this position, but that’s not really Sára’s style. After a while, she got up and knelt over me with her legs spread. I took the opportunity to kiss her nipples, after which Sára lay on me again, but in a way that I had her breasts in my face. She started sliding a bit too. But it didn’t last long, and she hugged me tightly again.

She massaged me from the side, and then came the Pussycat position. This time, I didn’t last long, and it wasn’t quite 1:1, even though Sára claimed otherwise. She tried to accommodate in every way. As for her body, she has a very nicely shaped butt, some unobtrusive tattoos, a nose piercing, nice size two breasts without prominent areolas, and smooth skin. Just a young, slender girl. Her face is more of a “girl next door” type, but definitely not unpleasant. Her approach is very nice, and after my climax, she shyly asked in a soft voice if I was satisfied, as if she couldn’t believe it.

I was. With Sára, it’s an authentic GFE. It’s not a pseudo-sexual ride or a creative B2B performance, but there’s plenty of eroticism and touch. After her massage, I spent a bit more time with her, cuddling with her body. At the end, we washed together in the shower.

I left with a smile on my face and received one last kiss on the lips. Despite the awkward start, my debut at Fantazie was a success. Fantazie indeed! In the future, the salon needs to watch their punctuality, as not everyone has two hours for a one-hour massage.

Pussycat massage 60 minutes for 2400 CZK

This was my second visit with Stella. Since her appointments fill up quickly, I booked five days in advance. Scheduling via WhatsApp was seamless.

Entering the salon in Smíchov is straightforward. After ringing the bell, I was immediately let into the building. Stella greeted me warmly. I was lucky to be in a room with a shower. The shared shower is very intimate, and Stella washes me beautifully. The massage begins with gentle touches on my stomach, gradually transitioning to a B2B massage with touches in all the right places. About halfway through, I turn over onto my back, and the amazing B2B continues. After a while, Stella starts with a penis massage. It’s not just a quick hand job, but a real massage. After my climax, Stella cuddles up to me and lets the moment linger. The final shower is once again very intimate.

The entire massage experience is incredibly relaxing, and Stella has a knack for sensing the client’s needs. Simply put, Stella is amazing.

B2B Massage, 90 minutes, 2800 CZK

My First Visit to Rabbit Hall

Originally, I had planned to see Bára. After about two weeks of trying, I finally managed to arrange a visit and was on my way to Prague. However, an hour before my appointment, I received a message saying she hadn’t shown up for work. They offered me a replacement with a small discount as an apology. Unfortunately, I caught her during her last week at Rabbit Hall before she moved elsewhere. Apparently, she took a longer break because she wasn’t working at her new place yet either. Hopefully, I’ll get to meet her someday. I was given two options: a new girl and Patricie.

Based on reviews, I decided it would be better to try someone experienced. I haven’t had many erotic massages, so I thought it would be a safer choice, and since I was already on my way, I didn’t want to make a wrong decision.

I received instructions to head to Staropramen, so I went slightly off course. It was my first visit to RH, so I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, but I was excited about the new experience.

The arrival was quick—doorbell, entry, and there stood Patricie in a robe. A brief welcome, instructions on where to leave my shoes, and then we headed to the room to discuss what was next. Everything seemed fine, though I was surprised that the photos didn’t quite match reality, and she reminded me a lot of a friend. Still, I was there for an erotic massage, and with the discount, I opted for a 90-minute lingam massage to see what it was like.

I chose a shared shower before and after, and even then, I felt she seemed a bit down. I understand she sees many clients daily, but since it’s her job, she should try to keep it in check. The shower was over quickly, so we didn’t really get acquainted with each other’s bodies—it felt more like a gym shower with someone next to you, without much contact.

Then we moved to the room, and I waited to see what would happen. She asked if I wanted a double ending since I had booked 90 minutes. I agreed, thinking she could try, as the erotic vibe hadn’t really kicked in yet, and I was a bit disappointed with the visit. She started her play with my love tool, but honestly, it didn’t do much for me. The overall atmosphere was strange, and the conversation wasn’t great, so it all felt a bit lost. After about 15 minutes, she told me to lie on my stomach and began sliding over my back with her full weight to create an erotic atmosphere. But I felt like she was bothered by being just a replacement for someone else, and I couldn’t relax.

She tried to give a nice massage, which I appreciated, but the eroticism was missing. About halfway through, she asked me to turn over, and I don’t know about others, but what she was doing often hurt, which isn’t the best way to reach a happy ending. After a few more experiences, I know this is an issue with more girls at massages, not just Patricie. So the end was nowhere in sight. She tried to create a porn-like atmosphere, allowed me to play with her secrets, but we just didn’t reach a satisfying conclusion. I can usually sense if a girl is enjoying herself or not, and I wasn’t exactly blinded by enthusiasm. I even tried to finish myself with her help, but it just didn’t happen. Perhaps it was also because I had set my sights on a red-haired princess and ended up with her older, slightly chubbier sister. So, subconscious expectations might have played a big role, which is hard to trick.

My rating is neutral. I was on a different wavelength, and our conversation didn’t really click. Maybe I wanted to joke around too much, and she wasn’t in the mood. From the start, I felt she wasn’t thrilled about being just a replacement and that I wasn’t there specifically for her, which is a shame. They should take it as it is—we’re spending 90 minutes of shared time that we won’t get back.

I know I won’t return to Patricie, but it’s true that not everyone clicks with everyone else.

On the RH schedule, I noticed a charming blonde named Kris, who, according to the photos and description, is tall and slender. Upon arriving at RH, I confirmed that the photos are indeed hers, and she might even be taller than the stated 170 cm. She’s slim and very attractive. Initially, I was surprised when she started speaking fluent English to me, but it turned out she’s from Moldova and communicates in English quite well, with only a slight accent.

After arriving in the room, we took a shower together. This isn’t her strong suit yet, as the goal was purely cleanliness. I think some masters of this discipline could show her what can be accomplished in the shower.

At first, Kris was pleasant but rather quiet. However, I managed to break the ice and make her laugh. I rate the first part of the massage, while on my stomach, positively; it was enjoyable and included some body-to-body (b2b) contact. The turn happened before halfway through the session. After the turn, there was intense b2b, and she didn’t shy away from mutual touches; in fact, she moaned nicely during them. Once she finished moaning, she pulled away and showed no further interest in mutual touches. I think she was taken aback that an old hand still knows where to touch and what effect it has… So, a lesson for next time: save mutual touches with Kris for the end of the massage.

For me, it was a very pleasant experience that I would gladly repeat in the future.

PS: I’m surprised that such a lovely and kind girl hasn’t received any reviews here yet.