This girl has plenty of reviews, so I’ll add my perspective. I also got to try out the new Candy Shop branch in Sumavska. Booking with Sarlota a bit in advance was no problem, and there’s good parking right by the salon. The entrance is directly from the street, and the door was open. For me, this was an ideal entry. I like the place; it doesn’t feel like a complete basement dive. The receptionist poured me a double, and Sarlota came in and introduced herself nicely.

She’s friendly, smiling… I’d say a little sexy devil. Appearance-wise, she could easily pass for a teen. She was wearing a tight, short black dress, heels, and her dark hair was pulled back into some kind of ponytail. She’s nice to look at. Pretty eyes, tanned skin, petite but well-shaped figure, nothing saggy, a full butt, nice breasts, and naturally pretty face. Just a young, cute kitten that everyone wants to play with. I initially expected a gentle, calmer girl, but she’s quite the opposite. You can feel her energy, which charged me up and put me in a very positive mood. She seems intelligent, confident, lively, spontaneous, and likes to be in control. And she’s quite chatty, so you have to manage that if you don’t want to spend the whole time talking.

I said I’d leave the course of the massage up to her. She hinted that she’s not exactly submissive. We assisted each other while undressing, and I enjoyed her smooth skin by touch. She has a few tattoos, but nothing excessive, and they suit her. We cuddled a bit and then went to the shower, where it continued with kisses, touches, and gradually escalated to the imitation of sex, the classic Candy Shop style. Then she knelt down and gave me a nice handjob while sucking on my finger the whole time. Watching her do that was amazing.

The massage was very dynamic and creative, both on my stomach and back. She has her own well-developed choreography and isn’t afraid to use her whole body and weight, not just her hands. It’s really intense and a truly body-to-body massage. She slid over me back and forth. There were GFE elements, blowing, kisses. She wasn’t shy about showing off in various poses, including 69, and you could tell she was enjoying it. There are mirrors on all sides, including the ceiling, and the lighting is just right, so the client really gets to enjoy it. During the massage, there were occasional mutual handjobs. External touches were allowed, but the massage process and time constraints didn’t allow for much. There was also the imitation of sex in a riding position from almost every angle, almost like twerking, with the penis between her thighs, and a footjob. She started increasing the intensity with her handwork and wasn’t afraid of a firmer grip, which I needed that day. Finally, she knelt at my feet and gave me an enthusiastic handjob. There wasn’t much time left, so we had a quick shower together, and I was on my way.

Overall, the massage style was more on the wild side. The atmosphere throughout the process was friendly and sexual. So much happened that I don’t even know what to highlight, but I know it was excellent, and I wouldn’t be opposed to repeating it in the future. It was a quality and professional massage, and you really get the b2b you paid for. If you’re looking for gentle cuddling and mutual satisfaction, you’ll have to look elsewhere. Otherwise, the new premises are great, with a pimped-out room that includes its own shower.

Program:
b2b
60min
2000,-

Let me preface this by saying that if you ever visit Jasmine, you’ll fall in love with her instantly… right at the door.

I first met Jasmine back when she was working at Fantazie Massage under the name Sakura. It was love at first sight (sadly, only platonic), and after some time, I tried to book another appointment. However, I was informed that Sakura no longer worked there. I was at a loss with what to do with my life.

A few months later, I found out that Sakura might be working at Avalon as Jasmine, so I didn’t hesitate and booked an appointment right away.

Around lunchtime, I texted to see if Jasmine had any availability that day. To my surprise, I received a response: “What time would you like?” I didn’t expect such an answer because I thought Jasmine would be fully booked. Lucky me! Appointment confirmed, and off to Vinohrady I went. An hour before, they texted me to confirm—so I did. I arrived at the salon, rang the bell, and was let in, heading downstairs (are all salons in basements like this?). A young lady opened the door and told me to sit at the table, saying Jasmine would be right with me. When I saw Jasmine approaching and realized it was indeed Sakura, my life made sense again (joke).

Once in the room, she asked what type of massage I wanted. I said “Pussycat,” so she asked for 2400 CZK. I added kissing for an extra 500 CZK because I remembered from my last visit how amazing it was. After paying, we both undressed, and without asking if I wanted to shower together, I went alone… and she followed me without a word. In the shower, we started kissing, touching, she teased me with her backside, and I “massaged” her intimate areas. We eventually ended up washing each other.

Jasmine has a divine body. Even if I were to create her myself, I couldn’t do better. She has a nicely rounded, firm backside, breasts that fit perfectly in your hand, smooth skin, a beautiful face, lovely legs… simply perfection. And when she oils up, that perfection triples.

We continued the action. After the shower, she laid me on my stomach and started with a back massage, focusing mainly on the legs—she’s thorough with those, which didn’t surprise me since she did the same at Fantazie. Halfway through, she whispered, “you can turn around”… and I fell in love with her all over again. She knelt in front of me, applying oil first to herself, then to me. We spread the oil all over each other and moved on to body-to-body.

Jasmine glided over me beautifully, positioning herself so I could reach her everywhere, which I took full advantage of. Jasmine moved her body higher and higher until her perfect breasts were in my mouth. I played with them for a while, then we kissed, and Jasmine played with my friend who had been at attention since the turn. Again, I got her breasts in my mouth, waiting for her famous position where she replaces her breasts with her intimate area in your mouth. As someone mentioned in a previous review—in this position, I could die happy.

Unfortunately, that famous position didn’t happen this time. Instead, Sakura opted for 69, giving me a view of her perfect intimate area. I lasted in this position for about 15 minutes until my jaw started to hurt. Jasmine moaned beautifully and writhed (definitely not faked, ), while she stroked me… simply perfection, even without her famous position. In this position, I eventually finished. Jasmine continued with her hand for about another minute to ensure nothing was left, which I greatly appreciated.

We had a few minutes left, so Jasmine cuddled up to me, and we chatted about life—where she’s from, her plans, etc. She’s not very talkative, which, in my opinion, adds to her sex appeal. She then quietly said we needed to head to the shower. So we ended with another shared shower, giving me one last chance to feel that perfect body… I mean, wash each other.

After the shower, it was time to say goodbye, a kiss, and bye-bye my love.

Massage Name: Pussycat
Massage Duration: 60 minutes
Massage Price: 2400 CZK + 500 for kissing

Kira – Candy Shop

I successfully completed my first massage. After a long and careful selection process, I decided on Kira. I managed to book an appointment for the same day, and she was kind enough to stay an extra half hour just for me. Upon arrival, I was promptly let in and headed downstairs to the reception. There, the friendly staff offered me a drink (which I declined) as I waited for Kira. Meanwhile, practically the entire lineup of masseuses passed by the bar, and I greeted each one with a slight blush :D. Shortly after, petite Kira arrived, shook my hand, gave a quick kiss on the cheeks, and led me to the room.

Once there, she explained how the massage would roughly proceed and slowly began to undress. Her face had that Slavic charm, with minimal makeup, which didn’t detract from her beauty at all. A cute girl. Her figure was a bit fuller, which I had anticipated from previous reviews… otherwise very attractive, and just looking at her made me eager to touch her body.

Now, the experience:
We headed to the shower together, where she soaped me up, pressed against me, maintained eye contact, and I started to suspect that the first round might happen in the shower :D. After a while, she turned her back, pressed against me, and let me play while she prepared me… after a short time, I gave in, and we left the shower (about 10-15 minutes). I lay on my stomach, and the biggest surprise came. The back massage was unexpectedly pleasant, and I’d almost bet that my back really loosened up. She wasn’t afraid to apply pressure, knew where to do it, and it was very enjoyable. She slid her body over my back for a while, and after about 15 minutes, I turned over. This was the moment I came for, and Kira knew it well… she displayed her assets right in front of my face, and I could play as I pleased (she didn’t mention any restrictions throughout the massage). She moved lower, placed it between her breasts, and played. She looked into my eyes, and I’d almost say she smiled, which I found very captivating. We moved into a 69 position, and she practically pushed her pelvis right into my face, which I welcomed… a beautiful view. However, perhaps out of nervousness or inexperience, I didn’t try anything, just caressed her behind, and after some time in this position, I surrendered for the second time. A second, more cleansing shower followed, and I left with a wide smile.

I assume the massage was a mix, as no specific name was mentioned. 2000 czk. For me, a repeat is definitely on the cards; I enjoyed it to the fullest.

60-minute body-to-body massage, 2100 czk price

I won’t describe the establishment since we all know it. While I was waiting in the lobby, she had a brief argument in Ukrainian with someone in the hallway, and then she came in looking a bit gloomy. However, she behaved very professionally and tried not to let it show. A shower was offered both before and after, but I only used it afterward.

She has a really nice figure, just my type. I’d say she’s top-notch, not artificial like some others. She’s neither too skinny nor chubby. Her breasts are quite decent; contrary to other reviews, I’d easily rate them a 3. Her face is also very pretty, though she didn’t smile much. She has a rather intense gaze, which isn’t a bad thing. Her skin is very pleasant, soft, and fragrant. For practical reasons, her hair was tied up the whole time, though it might have been even more interesting if it wasn’t.

The massage on the stomach was average, I’d say. Nothing too exciting, but she gets the job done, plus she’s nice to look at. However, it felt a bit mechanical; I missed some finesse. But she really tries. She adds some moaning in the ear and very light kisses on the neck. Compared to average erotic massages, it’s definitely better, but at RH, I’m used to some kind of wow effect.

Turning onto my back happened at just the right moment, followed by more body-to-body in various positions, including. Nice work with the dick, finishing in a sort of GFE position with her on top of me, my face on her neck. It doesn’t sound that great, but it was.

Rating: excellent, satisfying, possibly worth repeating, but more likely at Pussycat. If they didn’t have such an insanely high pricing policy, there might even be kissing.

Another average experience… and since I probably won’t get a raffle ticket for just two words, I’m going to elaborate.

After needing to get rid of a few overripe avocados and waking up all night with the enthusiasm of a teenager in heat, I decided to call my favorite establishment in the morning. This time, luck smiled on Jasmine. Her version of the story isn’t relevant. To my surprise, she had the first available slot. I eagerly accepted, looking forward to it, thanks, bye!

Upon ringing the bell at Vinohrady, I’m immediately let in. A beautiful stranger opens the door, seats me behind a curtain, and tells me to wait for Jasmine. She picks me up in a minute, wearing snug lingerie and a loosely tied company robe… very sexy! Her facial expression and body language seem a bit bored, her handshake reserved… unlike me, she hides her enthusiasm perfectly.

She offers me slippers and leads me to the room. It’s clean and tastefully decorated, with a shower, and the temperature, lighting, and music are just right. We confirm an hour of B2B, she offers a shared shower and a drink, both of which I decline. She feigns a tear and runs off for the oil. Before I get out of the shower, she’s back, spreads a sheet, and starts setting up. I lie on my stomach and watch the show with a big D. More precisely, with two Ds. I put on a very satisfied smile and smack my lips in delight. All the minor imperfections of her body (belly, butt) are more than compensated by her perfect breasts, more like a D-cup than the declared C. Beautifully shaped, full, lively… with every move, they bounce three times, sway twice, and do one somersault. Silicone could never pull this off!

By the way, Jasmine is a young petite girl with darker skin, a pretty face, more sexy vulgar than exotic due to her striking makeup and enhanced lips, which for this occasion is perfectly fine with me. A few tattoos on her forearms and collarbone, no piercings found, just one anklet. Worth mentioning are her gorgeous long hair, which she keeps in a ponytail during the massage, but it still sways beautifully. She speaks fluent and a lot of Czech… lately, I’ve been “lucky” with that. Next time, I’ll try playing deaf-mute or bring headphones. Sorry, but I’m not interested in where you work, where you’re from, where you went on vacation, your hobbies, whether you exercise, how old you are… I understand and accept these questions at the beginning/end, but not at the best part when I have your nipple in my mouth and you’re grinding on me… mood killer af! Do I ask if you’ve considered exercising or liposuction? How much did that C-section hurt? How much would anal cost? I don’t ask…

Anyway, the massage begins, the girl half-lies, half-kneels to the side and strokes my butt with one hand… after a while, it “escalates” to stroking my back. To be fair, she does tickle my sack and after 10 minutes of forced conversation, she ventures into body-to-body. It’s also rather bland… paradoxically. Short, mechanical, no full-body weight laying, no moaning in my ear, no kisses on the body, no sensual pelvic or knee movement in the crotch as I hoped. Even with those breasts, there was much more potential.

Jasmine lies next to me, looking like she’s given it her all. I turn on my side facing her with my flag at half-mast, we cuddle for a bit (I’m cuddling, she’s holding still), nibbling her nipples and the flag slowly rises. Although I get verbal permission to touch down there, I’d need a jack to spread her thighs. I didn’t quite get that. Just like a woman… says one thing, does another, and means a third. So I turn on my back, the lady kneels to the side, pours oil on my crotch, and tries various grips, even using both hands once, tickling the tip… too bad she doesn’t blow on it. She asks if we’ll manage one or two rounds, thanks for asking, one will suffice. After a while, she sits on my knee, continues with manual stimulation and intersperses it with sensual breast squeezing, showing off and checking the scenery in the side mirrors, while I’m more focused on the one on the ceiling. I must say, she looks great on me. She’s probably thinking the same.

Gradually, she transitions from lingam to body-to-body. I pull her a bit closer, caressing her all over and kissing her body, neck, and face are off-limits. Makeup, she says… again, a shame she doesn’t lay on me, snuggle, no GFE even hinted… she just keeps her distance. At least she takes it between her breasts for a moment, but I’m not supposed to finish there. I’ll do my best, baby. After 10 thrusts, she sits back and resumes manual work, I sit up too to reach her, playing with her breasts, kissing and gently sucking them, only to be told that’s an extra service called pussycat. I’m stunned, what? First, I’ve had them in my mouth for about 5 minutes, and second, I thought pussycat was a euphemism for licking… which I’m not asking for. I politely explained this, saying I don’t have to do it if it bothers her, she said no, I probably can… just if other girls allow me too. Yes, so far without exception. I didn’t understand what got under her skin, certainly not me. Only at the end of the massage did she say her head hurts after some procedure, she’s considering going to the ER, etc… which explains why her head and sometimes her body were elsewhere. In this context, I must admit she handled it relatively decently, although it might have been better for all involved if she’d taken a sick day.

In any case, the atmosphere at the critical moment dropped, and inevitably, so did the erection, changing positions didn’t help much since I couldn’t reach her again… I was already resigned to leaving with a full sack for the first time, but the girl comes in the last moment with a peace offering the size of double D. She placed them on my face and tended to me below with her hand. I appreciate that she didn’t give up, it was probably embarrassing for her too. My friend perked up and after a few minutes, I finished as one should. Surprisingly, Jasmine didn’t slack off, added a few strokes, and nicely drained me.

After cleaning up, there were 15 minutes left, so I offered to return the massage… I hadn’t even finished the offer before Jasmine was lying on her stomach, sticking out her showpiece butt at me. I think we both enjoyed this part, even though I slacked off much like she did. In conclusion, a shared shower, mostly just cleansing, payment, a hug, and bye.

I’d sum it up as a weaker massage (stroking) with a very simple routine without wild showers, 69, or sex imitation, but with a beautiful young girl with full shapes and long hair. Especially the breasts are worth a feel! Points deducted for the absent GFE and a lot of unnecessary questions and answers often at inappropriate times. The eroticism suffered significantly because of it. Possibly a health issue, but unfortunately, it doesn’t excuse it.

Overall rating is average, neutral smiley, numerically 6/body to body, 60 min (time respected), 2000 CZK

I had been planning a visit to Vilma at the Rabbit Hall for quite some time. I don’t put much stock in salon photos; with blurred faces and the style of photography, all the pictures of the girls seem kind of the same to me. That’s why I prefer to rely on reviews. Surprisingly, this time I wasn’t deterred by the fact that Vilma didn’t have many reviews, and the few that were there were quite old and somewhat odd. There was this irrational magical attraction where your thoughts keep returning to one person and can’t be shaken off even after several weeks. Honestly, only Jasmine from LG managed to distract me from Vilma, but that’s another story…

So, the day before the planned visit, I booked a specific time with Vilma through the Rabbit Hall website and chose to communicate further via WhatsApp. Almost immediately, I received a message that the time I wanted wasn’t available, but I could come an hour earlier or much later in the evening. A massage is definitely a good reason to leave work early, so I chose the first option. I received the address, a map link, instructions on where to go in the building, and a request to confirm my attendance on the day of the visit.

On the day of the visit, I was busy at work and, of course, forgot to confirm. In the afternoon, I received a WhatsApp message asking if the appointment was still on, and with eager anticipation, I confirmed it. I rang the doorbell at the Rabbit Hall on Vinohradská exactly on time. The door opened automatically, and following the instructions, I headed to the basement. I hesitated a bit at the open door to the mezzanine, which would have probably led me to the courtyard, but I continued down to the left, where the salon’s door was already ajar. I was greeted by the coordinator, who went to fetch Vilma. Meanwhile, I took off my shoes. Just as I was standing there with one shoe on and the other in my hand, Vilma appeared, attempting a friendly introductory kiss, hug, and introduction. We resolved the somewhat awkward logistical puzzle with a smile, but unfortunately, I missed out on the initial wow factor and those crucial first few seconds that determine mutual sympathies. You know, that feeling of disappointment, like when you bring home a brand new, expensive toy you’re excited about, only to find someone else has already unwrapped it, robbing you of the thrill of tearing open the pristine packaging and the wonderful smell of brand-new electronics. So, I only caught a brief glimpse of Vilma at first, which was not enough for an initial assessment. But then she led me into the depths of the dark rabbit hole, and I could look forward to the next stage of getting to know each other.

In the room, it was dark, but for the first time, I noticed what Vilma, still wrapped in her work robe, looked like. She is a tall brunette with long hair, a beautiful oval face, and big eyes. She smiles naturally, exuding calm and positive energy. This is exactly my type. The kind of girl I would have desperately wanted to date in high school but was too scared to even approach. I tried to stammer out something clever and add a few compliments. Vilma smiled, thanked me, and the whole thing felt very genuine and empathetic. We discussed what kind of massage I wanted. For the first meeting, I chose just the basic erotic mix. I usually go for the pussycat option too. Not because I want to take a lick and bring some extras home, but because I’m not keen on any “not down there” restrictions, even when the establishment advertises mutual touches, and I want them in a gentle form during the massage. I know Vilma removed the pussycat option from the website a few days ago, so I didn’t want to ruin the great atmosphere with any disputes. So, I went without extras, and we’ll see how far she’ll let me go. Payment was to be made at the end. We finally agreed on a shower. She offered a joint shower, but I wanted to wash myself first and then have Vilma join me to help break the ice. I’m somewhat shy and need active cooperation from the lady at the start to convince me that she’s comfortable with it and to encourage me to take the initiative.

Vilma left for a moment, giving me privacy to undress and shower. The shower was rectangular, spacious enough for two people, and finally had normal lighting. After a few minutes, Vilma joined me, and I finally enjoyed a sight I didn’t want to forget for a long time. I’ve already mentioned her beautiful face and height, but now I noticed her lovely full breasts, somewhere between a size 2-3, but definitely not saggy, as a previous reviewer wrote. They’re a bit larger than my hand, wonderfully symmetrical, beautifully shaped, and nicely close together. The nipples aren’t prominent, very pleasant to touch, and perfect for endless nuzzling. Her beautiful backside, while not chiseled from stone, holds its shape well and is very pleasant to touch and caress. Her stomach, hips, thighs, everything is just right for a normal, healthy, pretty girl, unless you’re specifically looking for an obvious model (though Vilma could easily be one) or a gym queen. Vilma has several tasteful tattoos on her body, and her left arm is completely covered in color, which isn’t visible in any photos. If someone is against tattoos, this might spoil the impression. I didn’t see any piercings.

I told Vilma that I was a bit nervous and shy about the massage. Vilma smiled and asked about my experiences with massages and why I go for them. Meanwhile, she immediately took some shampoo and offered to help wash me. She was considerate about the water temperature and started gently soaping and washing me. Soon, she reached my friend and began to stroke him, caressing my balls and perineum. She kept looking at me, partly cheerfully and partly inquisitively. We conversed about various topics. Vilma washed, caressed, and gently stroked me throughout. Occasionally, she would tease my friend with her backside. In return, I kissed her neck, ears, cheeks, and mapped out the no-go zones with my hands according to the general rules of salon etiquette. One forbidden zone was even a light kiss on the lips. For the second discovered forbidden zone, she explained that I shouldn’t touch there because she didn’t want any teasing down below. Honestly, this was the first big disappointment for me. I don’t want to behave like a pig down there or try to give the lady multiple orgasms, but I do want light, gentle touches. That’s part of why I go for a massage and why I’m willing to pay so much money. So I asked if I could at least lightly caress her there, promising not to try anything else, and she allowed it. However, at this moment, I didn’t push it and didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere. So, in the end, everything was good. I asked her about the pussycat option she recently removed from the website. She said she didn’t want to do it anymore because almost all clients had been asking for it lately, and she was concerned about her health. I understand. The shower was truly delightful, filled with caressing, hugging, kissing, and for me, a perfect GFE (Girlfriend Experience), my first such experience in a massage salon.

Then we moved to the futon on my stomach. I was instructed to spread my legs wider. In this position, Vilma began massaging me dry. This stage was mainly focused on the GFE. Vilma straddled my leg and, from this position, caressed my legs, buttocks, back, everywhere she could reach. I could feel the gentle stubble of her kitty on my leg, but it didn’t bother me at all, quite the opposite. From this position, she leaned closer to my head until I began to feel her breasts touching my back. She continued to caress me everywhere. Then our fingers intertwined, and Vilma began to return the kisses I gave her in the shower around my head area. She kissed my ears, lobes, neck, cheeks, all the while purring beautifully, gently, and genuinely moaning. Occasionally, her hand would slip between my cheeks, teasing my balls, perineum, and friend. As I’ve mentioned before, my friend is even more nervous during massages than I am, so my balls are practically tucked up to my throat, and my friend plays dead, so Vilma probably had trouble finding everything correctly. But she found it, and it was very, very pleasant. This second GFE part lasted endlessly, and I purred and panted with delight.

In the second part on my stomach, Vilma used oil. She started with a relaxing neck massage and helped ease the tension in my stiff neck. Throughout, Vilma was able to perfectly read my thoughts, so even here, she sensed that I wasn’t too interested in the massage and moved on to B2B (Body to Body). During this, she performed all the classic elements of the routine, first gliding over me with her hands, then with her breasts, and finally with her entire body. At this stage, my brain was already switched off, so I can’t recall everything she did. It wasn’t a B2B ballet like Anita at Infinity or refined seduction like Jasmine at LG, but it was a complete and very arousing B2B routine. Even at this stage, I received plenty of kisses on my cheeks, ears, and was in seventh heaven. I enjoyed the beautiful views in the mirror, but it’s dark in Vinohrady, and I missed the detailed view a bit.

Then came the turn, and I was excited to see the previously hidden areas of Vilma’s body. In this position, Vilma focused more on my friend, returning to him in every position and giving him a little stroke. At one point, she sat astride my stomach, playing with him behind her back, allowing me to focus on her amazing breasts, which I couldn’t get enough of. Vilma enjoyed my attention and presented them from all angles. I could play with them to my heart’s content, kiss them, suck on them, bury my face in them. When she moved lower, she even gave my friend a small breast massage. When she moved up, she showered me with kisses on my neck, face, and ears, with beautiful and heartfelt GFE gestures and deep gazes. She teased me with the possibility of a kiss on the lips, but it never happened. It was unbearable. We even had a friendly nose-to-nose moment. She didn’t forget about my semi-dead friend, trying to awaken him periodically. He didn’t want to wake up, but he wanted to shoot immediately, so I asked Vilma to slow down. We still had plenty of time. She really enjoyed it, and so did I.

Then came the turn, and I was excited to finally see her treasure. And I did. In the 69 position, she massaged my friend, and I could gently caress her shell. Beautiful, small, adorable. One could cuddle with it so wonderfully. I cursed myself for not visiting Vilma a month earlier. Fu*king rules… Well, I respected them, and even so, I discovered a massage technique that Vilma didn’t mind and drove me crazy. It’s just a shame it was a balance on the edge, and with every millimeter off, it could have turned into a hard stop that would have surely ruined the great atmosphere, and I really didn’t want that. And that Vilma probably just endured it, which is why it lasted so briefly. In this position, we played for a while, and then she sat astride me again, facing me, to finish me off. With a beautiful hand job and playing with the glans, she brought the semi-dead friend to life and, after a while, finished me off. And here I’d like to highlight that it was a hand job to the last drop. Not the style where as soon as the guy starts shooting, the masseuse stops everything and just passively watches until he finishes, possibly adjusting the direction with two fingers. This was genuine work to the last drop. Thumbs up.

After the release, she didn’t rush to wipe me off, and we just cuddled together, letting the remaining short time flow. It’s a pity we had to rush to the shower shortly after. Vilma again offered to clean the oil off me and continued with the GFE caressing. Unfortunately, my thoughts were already starting to wake up to the real world, and I didn’t enjoy it as much. So we finished with just a cleansing wash, and the fairy tale ended. Drying off, getting dressed, and paying were purely from this world and not worth discussing. I was happy to reward Vilma with a tip, and we agreed that we must repeat this experience.

During this massage, I understood what someone meant when they wrote about the legendary phrase “love like a beam.” I’ve never experienced such GFE in my life, and it was all genuinely believable. I think we really clicked, and that’s the foundation of a good massage. Others might have a different experience.

I really, incredibly liked Vilma, and she played the perfect lover. I can imagine that someone more emotionally unstable and under the influence of a mid-life crisis could break up their family for this illusion and wonderful girl. For me, it was an absolutely perfect illusion and game that I want to experience again. A repeat is definitely a yes, and hopefully, I’ll catch Vilma in a similarly good mood to replicate today’s experience.

Type of massage: Erotic mix massage
Duration of massage: 60 minutes
Price of massage: 1800 + 200 tip

After some time of visiting various skilled masseuses, often the “fit athlete” type (nothing against them), I felt the urge to visit a MILF. In Prague, there are at least two salons where such masseuses can be found, so I decided it was time for a change; after all, change is life.

I was also curious to try something more substantial than the usual B-cups, aiming for around a D-cup, which the advertised MILF met. It was a bit of a trial by fire since I had been to this salon before, but the masseuse had no reviews.

The booking process was interesting. I made a reservation via SMS three days in advance, specifying the time and “pussycat,” and received a response confirming the booking. However, I was told I needed to arrange the “pussycat” directly with the masseuse before the massage. This was new to me, but I decided to take the risk and agreed; after all, we might not even click.

On the scheduled day and time, I waited outside the entrance, letting a busload of people pass by before ringing the doorbell. The response was immediate, and I was greeted by a true MILF at the salon entrance. She was about five years older than the advertised age, but I expected and perhaps even preferred that.

The brunette, let’s call her MILF (because she’s certainly no young miss), led me to a standard room equipped with a sink, shower, and futon. For those interested in towel details, there were two large ones. Before the massage, Sofie collected the fee, asked me to undress, and went to fetch the warmed oil. The shower was self-service.

The massage began with a gentle application of warm oil all over my body, from neck to ankles, without overdoing it. Even at this stage, there was attention and massage between the legs; this type of full-body massage was new to me (or I don’t remember experiencing it before). Usually, it’s either just the back or legs without acknowledging the friend. Then came the breast massage, and with a D-cup, it was something; I felt like her breasts were everywhere. But the surprise was yet to come. After about 10 minutes, she instructed me to turn over and started again with a full-body approach: legs-friend-chest.

Her positioning progressed from straddling my legs to sitting between them, and finally directly on me. It was great; both I and my friend enjoyed it, and the masseuse noticed, giving my friend the first dose of a pleasant massage. A small note – some young ladies sometimes don’t know how to handle, change tempo, or when to pull back; you won’t find that here. This is an experienced MILF who knows where the frenulum is, etc. She sat on me, slid my friend through the gap, kissed my neck, moaned occasionally, and when she straightened up, she took my hands and placed them on her breasts.

I felt like I couldn’t last long like this, so I sat on her and tried a breast massage; it was amazing, and it seemed we both enjoyed it; my friend was just inches from her mouth. I requested 69 and fully attended to her clitoris while she focused on my friend. This went on for almost half an hour; in summary, this massage was largely a combination of pussy and lingam massage (as my friend is now fashionably called). At times, I felt like my thinking had moved from my brain to another part of my body, and her reactions were similar. After half an hour, we both collapsed in satisfaction and pleasant exhaustion. We lay there peacefully, wiped down, exchanged a kiss and caresses on the futon, and I headed to the shower.

The massage was excellent; I wholeheartedly recommend it and will definitely return.
Pussycat massage; 2400+ tip; 60 min;

The sampling of the chocolate box is going well, and I must say that with each visit, I’m more and more excited. If the girls maintain their enthusiasm for massages, I’ve found plenty of new favorites.

Daniela is a beautiful, slender blonde from Ukraine. Before the war, she worked in an office profession, and now she’s dedicated to massages at my favorite establishment.

Daniela is a very tactile lady; she started with the first touches right at the door and led me to the room by the hand, probably worried I might accidentally wander into another room.

Refreshments were offered and served, after which we headed to the shower together. Even in the shower, Daniela began to show that she knows what she’s doing, leading to some pleasant cuddling and touching. After the shower, the massage traditionally began on the stomach, in the form of a fairly intense B2B massage. Although she didn’t venture her hand into the crotch area, it had a strong impact and definitely caught the attention of the gentleman below. The turn happened about a third of the way through the session.

After the turn, Daniela pointed out that while she’s not opposed to touches on her breasts, it doesn’t do much for her. She very willingly explained what she likes, where, and how to be touched. I won’t write it here, as I assume any massage visitor can ask, and Daniela will surely guide them happily.

The massage on the stomach wasn’t much of a massage, but B2B from start to finish, and it seemed like not only I was enjoying it, but she was too. We went over time at the end; we were both satisfied, sweaty, and red, and Daniela was startled by how disheveled her hair had become from all the activity. The shower was purely cleansing, as I was supposed to have left long ago, so under different circumstances, it might have been different.

In conclusion, I’d like to apologize to the young colleague in the hat, who was probably slightly startled when, upon opening the salon door, he didn’t encounter the girl of his dreams but someone with the appearance of a bouncer. I apologize to the colleague for the impolite greeting of “hi,” and next time, I invite him to join us for coffee or a glass of prosecco with the girls.

There will definitely be a repeat; I really enjoy a ride like today.

Positive rating.

Type of massage: pussycat
Duration of massage: 90 min
Price for the massage: 3600 czk

Arrival:
Communication and booking were smooth as always. It was a quiet street, and I didn’t encounter anyone. After ringing the doorbell, the door was opened immediately, and Viky greeted me downstairs.

Viky:
I experienced a WOW effect. Viky is slim and petite, and her photos online are accurate, which is rare for me, so I wasn’t too surprised. I have a preference for pretty faces, which is subjective, of course, but Viky is very pretty in the face. I expected her body to be as it was, and it was great. Some might find her too petite, which comes with a smaller backside and breasts, but I actually like that. So, first impression was excellent. I should mention her slightly enhanced lips, which I usually dislike, but in this case, it was subtle and sexy, so I really liked it. Viky is Ukrainian and speaks English well. Communication was smooth, and she was very pleasant.

Salon and Room:
We were in a spacious room that I’m already familiar with at Anděl, and I like it there. The room is larger with a mirror on the side, so everything is perfectly visible. The shower is around the corner, good and spacious.

Shower at the Start:
I chose to go alone, but Viky would have had no problem with a joint shower at the start. Maybe next time.

Massage on the Stomach:
The massage on the stomach was pleasant and I would even say erotic. Viky also attended to intimate areas, positioned herself in the mirror, and even though she’s petite, she knows how to apply pressure and gently stroke with her fingers. The B2B movements were surprisingly original, almost from every possible angle. Viky pleasantly blew near my face.

Massage on the Back:
During the stomach massage, I felt wonderfully relaxed despite the eroticism, and I wasn’t very aroused, but after turning over, I quickly became alert. I would highlight the imitation of sex, which was from all sides, including 69, with techniques varied just quickly enough. The lingam techniques were also excellent. The orgasm was superb and prolonged.

Another thing to highlight is that Viky is great to talk to; she speaks English excellently, and we had topics to discuss, mainly about Scandinavia. We chatted, and Viky relaxedly stroked my body.

Shower at the End:
Shared, cleansing, and pleasant.

Overall:
For me, Viky is very sexy, has a beautiful face, and is very pleasant. The experience on the stomach and back was superb. Viky has mastered many techniques (B2B, massage, lingam, touches, deh) that she alternates during the massage, some of which are very erotic and original for me. Definitely satisfied and recommended. I will certainly consider repeating.

B2B
60 minutes
2100 CZK

These girls are really like they’re from another planet. And Sára wasn’t bad either. Even the massage with Sára was worth it. It was money well spent. Really great. But let’s take it from the top.

Before I met and got to know Sára, I mistakenly rang the wrong doorbell. A small faux-pas. But everything was fine afterward. Sára didn’t know who I was there for, so she immediately asked. I replied with a smile that I was there for Sára. She promptly showed me to the room. Well, more like she just pointed it out. She asked what kind of massage we would have and for how long. I said for an hour and asked if kissing was possible. I took a quick shower, and about 10 minutes later, she was back. Just a small aside here—I want to mention that Fantasy Massage has the option for a “pussycat” experience in its description, and it’s really a “pussycat” experience. As someone mentioned, if you’re wondering if it’s really a pussycat experience at Fantazie, it is. Unlike Loveme, where it’s an extra charge, here you really enjoy it with the girl, and I think the owner manages it perfectly. Ah, if only it were like this at Rabbit Hall… Anyway, let’s leave those nostalgic thoughts of rabbit holes behind and get back to Sára at Fantazie.

I chose a nuru massage, and it was a very good choice. Surprisingly, for our first meeting, Sára was quite bold and creative, occasionally blowing in my ear or using her knees. It wasn’t boring at all. Sára is great. She’s a sensitive soul, which is sometimes just what you need, and it’s more than sexy and exciting when a girl gives you a quality massage, cuddles with you, and is such a sweet girl. It felt like she wasn’t just sliding around, emotionlessly spreading oil, but that she was genuinely trying and enjoying it with me.

The turnaround was like Sára was running out of energy and just wanted to cuddle and hug. I didn’t say anything and continued to enjoy the very pleasant premiere with Sára. Maybe it was intentional. Maybe she had plans for what to do with me next, and indeed she did. During the turnaround, I got to play with her very nice butt. I’d say it’s slightly toned. I mean her behind. But you can still have a lot of fun with it. So we cuddled, pressed against each other, and then she changed the tempo and position as if she sat on me and massaged my perineum, adding a bit of oil on herself. I wanted to help, but lying there, I didn’t know how to pour oil on her breasts and tummy… Never mind, she did it again, better this time, sitting on my legs and working diligently, gently stroking, tickling, slightly delaying. Then she pressed against me again, and I don’t know how that cheeky butt managed it, but even though I had the massage over the weekend and was with Sára that Tuesday, wow. It was a happy ending like no other. I tried to think of something else to hold on a bit longer, but Sára skillfully maintained the Fantasy standard quite high. When it came to the final wipe-down, it seemed like she wasn’t in a rush, letting everything settle in peace and comfort. I was pleasantly surprised that the girl was kind the whole time, not trying to hurry anything, genuinely kind. For a random choice, since Sakura wasn’t working, trying Sára was not bad at all. It was very, very nice. I was even more pleased and surprised that she seemed overwhelmed by the end, admitting she was having a bad day, had a lot of exams to do, and many things to handle. So we had a friendly chat, took a shower, where Sára washed me for about ten minutes, enjoying my hairy chest, which was fun. While she was washing, I dried off, got dressed, and wanted to hand her a towel, but she seemed a bit scattered. I told her it wasn’t bad at all, and if she hadn’t mentioned having a bad day, I wouldn’t have noticed. But with so few of them there, there’s time for a more friendly approach. When we went to the door, she seemed a bit sad, like she regretted it… So when saying goodbye, I reminded Sára once more that nothing happened, everything was perfectly fine, and after her massage, I felt like I was in another world, much better. We said goodbye with a kiss on both cheeks, and before the door finally closed, I hugged her once more and headed out into the evening Prague. For me, one of the top experiences and approaches regarding erotic massages outside the tourist center and outside the massage paradise in the Flora or Jiřího z Poděbrad area.

P.S. The fact that the girl herself apologized for having a bad day actually improved my mood but also touched me. Maybe it was the first time I heard that from a masseuse, but it reinforced my belief that Fantazie is a great place, and the girls are really decent and kind. When I think about the difference between the initial handshake and the final goodbye, it’s with completely different emotions. And even though, as someone with autism, I find it hard to read people’s moods (out there), this felt completely different, more beautiful, personal. I truly felt sorry for Sára, who looked disappointed and perhaps a bit exhausted. So I promised her before leaving that I’d come back next time, gladly. Sára almost cried, touched that she hadn’t discouraged me at all… Really a great girl… a great place.

Type of massage: Body to body (nuru)
Duration: 60 minutes
Price: 1900 + 500 (extras)