After the end-of-year hustle and the peaceful holiday season, it was time to unwind at one of the local establishments. After careful consideration, I chose RH and Simona, and on the appointed day, I headed towards Vinohrady. The arrangement was quick and hassle-free via text.

I’m not a fan of entering Vinohradská as it’s a main street with quite a bit of traffic, but I must say, you won’t wait longer than half a minute, so it’s nothing that would get lost in the city’s hustle and bustle…

I breeze into the basement and realize I’m five minutes early. Shortly after, a young lady appears, asking who I’m here for. After a bit of explaining, I have to wait a little, which I accept, thinking to myself that it’s my fault for not being on time…

Only when I’m let in and greeted with a kiss on the cheek do I recognize Simona—her hair is in a ponytail, and her face wasn’t quite what I imagined, but overall, she’s definitely a pretty girl. With glasses, she looks like a new teacher.

We head to the room, shower in, mirrors nicely everywhere, RH classic, nothing to complain about. I just ask for some water, and Simona is back within a minute, and we start with some light conversation. Simona doesn’t seem tired or annoyed (many girls don’t pay attention to the first impression, which can reliably kill the massage vibe…), she’s just pleasantly professional, so the first impression is good. The robe quickly hits the floor, and my thoughts immediately wander elsewhere. Simona is quite a catch, slim and firm with gorgeous C-cups that I can’t take my eyes off… A few compliments are exchanged, I comment on the tattoo on her back, a nice “conversation piece.”

We share a shower, the first bit of touching, but I’m not looking for anything wild, so after adequate cleansing, I direct us to the futon. Throughout the shower and during the back massage, we chat a bit, and Simona seems more relaxed than at the start.

Unfortunately, the session on my stomach feels a bit dull; Simona slides mechanically back and forth, no checking in with the friend or element of surprise, but she does present herself nicely. The massage performance is decent, my back loosens up a bit.

After 15 minutes, it’s time to turn over, and I can’t wait to play with those beauties, which happens quickly… Simona switches positions quite swiftly, and there’s definitely a lot to see… It’s not a GFE wave, but I’m enjoying it nonetheless, and my friend is definitely attentive. Simona skillfully uses her entire body, and the views are once again worth it. Direct touches down below aren’t exactly welcomed, but it’s clear we’re both enjoying ourselves—Simona has sensitive spots, so keep searching.

The end approaches slowly, but the final path to HE is just another mechanical handjob without much creativity, a big shame… Probably the biggest disappointment, a little more effort here could have gone a long way… No move that warmed the heart.

The whole thing feels a bit like a beginner’s massage—time will tell if there’s improvement here. After finishing, a thorough clean-up, and we lie down for some cuddling, plus we switch roles for a bit in a relaxed atmosphere… Nice.

The final shower is in a friendly spirit, but I get to feel those lovely curves one last time. Time was kept just right.

B2B massage
60 minutes
2100,-
Overall average, not worth a repeat.

So, one rainy evening, I decided to visit Cukrátek. After some deliberation, I chose Vanessa. Being a breast man, I wanted to enjoy the view a bit. The arrangement was as smooth as usual, I arrived 5 minutes early and it was no problem. Initially, the receptionist directed me to an inner courtyard with a sign saying something like “You are not safe here,” but I waited there for about half a minute to avoid bumping into another client, and then I was let downstairs. I was offered a drink and waited for my masseuse. Occasionally, a red-haired lady would pass by, and I had a hunch she might be Vanessa, but she didn’t really look at me, so I wasn’t sure. I was still dealing with something on my phone when, right on time, the lady arrived and greeted me. The welcome was lukewarm, not a word more than necessary, and she led me to the room.

As for Vanessa, she’s (probably) a Ukrainian lady with a full figure in pleasant green dress. She might not be the type I’d turn my head for on the street, but she’s charming, though something about her approach seemed off… I thought to myself, maybe still waters run deep. She gestured toward the room next to the bar, and we left.

It was my first time in this room, and I have to say, I was surprised by its size—probably the largest room I’ve been in. Unexpectedly, the lady started hugging me and, in a girlfriend-like manner, began cuddling and slowly undressing me. Then I helped her, and wow… those breasts are truly incredible. She guided my hands to them, and I could play around. For the first time, a lady was attending to my friend even before the shower. She pressed close, and it felt like she wanted to kiss, there was this unique vibe I hadn’t experienced before. After a while, she led me to the shower, and my worries vanished. Things started to escalate into a whirlwind where I lost track of time. She definitely knows what a man likes. The shower couldn’t be described as “cleansing.” Even as we washed, she kept communicating, teasing, and attending to the leader.

Then she did something that really surprised me… She turned around, leaned against the glass, and stuck out her backside. So, I played a little, and she drew a heart on the glass. Initially surprised, I found myself quite taken by it. Then she pressed against me again and asked if I could handle two rounds, saying she wanted to finish me off in the shower. I didn’t need much convincing, and she knelt down, and I surrendered shortly after. I thought, okay, I’ll wait to catch my breath, and then we’ll continue. But hold on… the shower didn’t end there, and she continued with an erotic shower.

After a while, with my legs slightly tingling, I lay down and said I needed a bit more focus on my back and legs. She had no problem with that and began a very pleasant relaxing massage, applying pressure, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. At that moment, I almost forgot it was supposed to be an erotic massage, but the lady reminded me soon enough. As she moved around, she occasionally brushed against my friend, very pleasantly maintaining the atmosphere. Then she started with B2B, and I confirmed that girls with her kind of figure are simply the best for it. She moaned in my ear, kissed, rubbed beautifully, yet still managed to massage with her hands. After about 15 minutes, she turned me onto my back and sat on me, kissing my neck, and for a moment, I felt like she might take him inside—it really felt like being with a lover. She slid over me beautifully, positioned herself, kept putting her breasts in my hands, and occasionally something else, which really got me. She switched between several positions, and when she sat with her back to me, she leaned back, placed my hands on her breasts, and continued. It wasn’t the quick kind of hand job, but a thorough and slow teasing. I felt it coming, and without me saying anything, Vanessa slowed down, turned to me, and gave a mischievous smile. She did this about three more times and then let me simmer. She then lay next to me, and for about 5 minutes, we cuddled. Another shower followed, which again wasn’t cleansing. Another round wasn’t happening, or they’d probably have to call an ambulance for me. Well, we got dressed, and there was a gentle farewell where she asked if I’d come back to see her again (definitely). I left with my legs and tongue tingling, googling stroke symptoms just to be safe.

All in all, Vanessa is the best I’ve experienced so far. Appearance-wise, she wasn’t my type, but after the massage, she definitely is.

B2B Massage
Duration: 60 minutes
Paid: 2000 czech crowns

Liana is exceptional. If you love slim, tall girls who respond beautifully to touch and are there for you, willing to accommodate your needs, then Liana is the clear choice.

Booking:
This was my first visit to RH. I booked through WhatsApp. Quick responses. They asked for confirmation on the day of the visit and then provided detailed instructions on how to find the salon. Perfect.

Salon:
I visited the branch in Vršovice. I was a bit worried when I read in local reviews that the salon was supposed to be above a Penny Market. I only know Penny as standalone buildings, so I imagined climbing a metal staircase on the side of the market leading who knows where. If anyone else has the same concern, don’t worry. It’s not about Penny at all. It’s simply the first floor, accessed via a wide walkway, and around the entrance to the salon, it’s quite peaceful (I was there on a Friday evening). The route is well-marked from the tram stop.

I was let into the salon almost immediately after ringing the bell. Inside, the receptionist greeted me, offered a drink, and led me to the room. Even though it was hot, the room was pleasantly cool thanks to a portable air conditioner. It was clean and well-lit, which I appreciate, and there was a regular bedsheet on the bed. That particularly pleased me. I never understand why elsewhere the masseuse has to put a piece of cotton wool on the bed, which just rolls up during any vigorous activity. Thumbs up for Rabbit Hall.

Liana:
I gave myself some time before writing this review so I wouldn’t be under the influence of all the hormones released during my encounter with Liana, but my view of her and what I experienced hasn’t changed, and my enthusiasm remains at 100%.

Liana is tall, slim, with a small piercing in her navel and clit, and subtle tattoos that aren’t distracting. She has beautiful blonde hair, though shorter now than in the photos on the RH website, smooth skin, a perfect backside, and wonderfully responsive breasts. She responds beautifully to touch all over. She was wearing tiny panties and a bra.

Liana is funny and intelligent. She speaks English (I didn’t try any other languages, though once she let out a “da” in response to my touches, which I assume was Russian, but I wouldn’t manage Russian). Her English is at a level where you can joke nicely with her. Not once did she misunderstand. She works in a creative field and is artistically inclined, which is evidently a bonus for massages as well.

Her sense of humor showed as soon as she entered the room. I had requested during the reservation that she wear high heels. Although she’s 178 cm tall, I love tall girls in high heels. Liana took it to a new level. She came in shoes with a 10 cm platform and 20 cm heels. It was clear she was excited to be taller than me. She didn’t quite manage it by a few centimeters, but looking a beautiful girl in the eyes two meters above the ground is an experience for me.

Liana is incredibly kind, cheerful, accommodating, and client-oriented. She can create a sense of closeness, as if you’ve known each other forever.

Lap Dance:
After a hug, exchanging compliments about our heights, and giving her a small sweet treat, I had a lap dance. According to the website, Liana enjoys it, so I was curious.

She sat me in a chair and started dancing. During this, she undressed and offered me a view of her perfect body from all angles and allowed me to caress her. When she stood over me, completely naked, and I saw her endless legs, smoothly shaved pussy, flat stomach, beautifully fitting breasts, and above them a big, beaming smile, it was a sight for the gods.

Massage:
After the lap dance, she undressed me and led me to the shower, which was more cleansing. She soaped me up, and when she attended to my friend, she knelt down. But nothing wild.

After the shower, she asked what kind of massage I wanted. I mainly wanted to cuddle, so I opted for B2B. Liana said to lie down however I wanted. I really appreciated that because I don’t enjoy the part on my stomach, so I lay on my back straight away. But this essentially showed that nothing was a problem. She did what I asked for (I should add that I’m a gentleman and respected her boundaries – no kissing or pussycat).

I’d love to tell you how the massage was, but since I mainly came to cuddle, we didn’t get much into the massage, and I enjoyed the gifts of her perfect body. That bit of B2B at the end was worth it, though. She has interesting ways of lying on you, rubbing against you, positioning herself in the mirrors on both sides of the bed, and her work with the penis is (creatively) top-notch.

The final shower was cleansing again.

Summary:
Liana is, in a word, amazing. I’ve been looking for a favorite masseuse for a while, and now I’ve found her (as echoed in previous reviews). She’s young, beautiful, accommodating, funny, and knows how to handle us.

Body to body
90 minutes
2800 CZK + 500 CZK (lap dance) + something extra

Since morning, I had planned to brighten my day with a massage, but none of the girls from my wishlist were available at my preferred time. In the end, out of necessity, I chose Regina, and as it sometimes happens, the unexpected choice turned out to be the best one.

At the appointed hour, I ring the bell and within seconds, I’m descending the familiar stairs. I order water at the bar, and soon Regina arrives. Petite, attractive, with a slightly stern expression, but a very pleasant introduction with kisses on both cheeks. I confidently navigate the obligatory step on the way, knowing it’s there.

From the start, Regina is very communicative and in a good mood, so we chat, undress, and naturally continue to the shower. She asks if it’s my first time there and then answers herself, guessing correctly that it isn’t. The shower is an intimate experience, meeting the highest standards. Only after the shower do we discuss what kind of massage I want, deciding to let it flow naturally and tally it up at the end. The part on my stomach is enjoyable, more on the sporty side, with a practiced routine evident. I let Regina work in her own way, simply relaxing as she glides back and forth, using her knees, elbows, and applying pressure skillfully.

About halfway through, I surprise her by refusing to turn onto my back, instead suggesting we switch roles. That was a brilliant choice; Regina completely melts under my touch, and it’s truly a beautiful experience. I savor every inch of her flawless body. Judging by her reactions—some of which seemed genuinely unfeigned—we both enjoyed it immensely, culminating in a blissful 69, at least for me. Regina was definitely the right choice.

B2B massage + pussycat, 60min, 2000,- + 500,- CZK

After a successful first massage, I decided not to change establishments and, after carefully considering all options, I chose Kaja, who caught my attention with her slim figure. This massage also took place a few months ago, but since it’s my most recent one, I remember it quite well.

This time, I opted for a 90-minute session because the previous massage with Viky flew by too quickly. I booked it as usual through web chat, with confirmation via SMS. Shortly before the scheduled time, I received a message asking if I could arrive about 10 minutes later, which was no problem for me. Once again, I managed to squeeze in a quick lap around the block, and this time, knowing what to expect, I confidently rang the doorbell at the entrance on Vinohradska. Two different masseuses (a brunette and a blonde) opened the door for me, and after I told them I was there for Kaja, they consulted something on a tablet and then seated me in a chair, saying Kaja would be with me shortly, pulling the curtain behind me (I assume they needed to escort another client out).

After about two minutes, the curtain parted, and Kaja stood before me, introducing herself and leading me to the nearest room on the left side of the entrance. At first glance, I noticed Kaja was a bit older than I expected (which she later confirmed, saying her age was slightly reduced on the website), but this wasn’t a drawback at all; she was quite attractive. I chose the erotic mix massage for 90 minutes, and just like during my first massage, I inquired about autoeroticism, which Kaja didn’t list on the site, but surprisingly, she nodded and said that although she rarely does it, we could give it a try.

She then left the room, and I was instructed to take a shower. I was slightly surprised and perhaps a bit cheeky when I asked if she’d like to join me, as it would make me happy. She showed no reaction and replied that I should wait for her there, and she’d join me. Later during the massage, she confided that frequent showers dry out her skin, which she constantly has to hydrate with various creams, so she prefers to shower with clients only at the end. Knowing this, I felt a bit sorry for her; it was clearly not just an excuse. In the shower, I couldn’t wait for her to join me, which she did after about 5 minutes. Through the transparent shower wall, I discreetly watched her undress, and I must say, this was the first time I truly realized how incredibly slim Kaja is. The girl doesn’t have an ounce of fat on her, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that the photos and videos on the website add a bit of weight to her; in reality, she’s extremely thin. The shower was more about cleansing, but there was a bit of getting acquainted.

Next came the session on my stomach, where Kaja showcased her excellent massage skills, not hesitating to apply pressure. We chatted during this, and she told me about her work, her past, and even shared a bit of her personal life. I gathered that she’s quite an emotional and empathetic person, so I was somewhat surprised at how she manages this job. It seemed like she opened up to me quite a bit, which was definitely pleasant, and the conversation flowed naturally. She even shared the strangest request a client ever made in the salon, which was quite an eye-opener. Despite her Ukrainian background, she speaks Czech excellently, and we understood each other perfectly, with only rare occasions where I had to rephrase something for clarity. However, I didn’t feel much erotic tension during this part; it was more like a pleasant chat with a friend. When I felt the session on my stomach had gone on long enough, I asked if I could turn onto my back, to which she readily agreed, as time was approaching. Finally, I could closely admire and fully appreciate her beautiful slim body (though I must admit, sometimes she brushed against me with her pelvis, which was a bit painful, and a little more flesh wouldn’t hurt there). On my back, she gave me ample attention, demonstrating various moves and positions. At one point, she also revealed that she’s quite flexible, which I wanted to see for myself, so she performed an acrobatic split. Her amused expression as I watched her with my mouth agape and drool at the corner was priceless.

Then came the autoeroticism part, where Kaja coyly started pleasuring herself, which was incredibly arousing for me. After a while, I asked if I could help her with it, to which she immediately agreed, and this quickly turned into mutual satisfaction, with us lying side by side, moaning blissfully and exchanging kisses over our bodies. I eventually reached orgasm, and Kaja praised me for being gentle, which she said many men don’t do. Afterward, she took the lead with the clear intention of bringing me to orgasm in turn. I slowed her down a bit because there was still quite a bit of time left, and I didn’t want the erotic atmosphere to dissipate after my climax (perhaps I also wanted to remind her that I was let into the salon 10 minutes late). However, Kaja continued at the same pace, so I had to slow her down a few times, and at one point, I thought I saw a slightly sour expression on her face, likely because her hand was getting tired. Eventually, I decided it was the right moment and surrendered, lying on her chest, which, by the way, is perfectly proportionate to her slim figure and age. We chatted a bit more afterward, and Kaja asked if I was satisfied.

This was followed by a shower, payment, giving her a small token of appreciation (which I also forgot at the start this time), and saying goodbye. I left the salon after about 80 minutes, feeling completely satisfied. I rate the massage positively (let’s say 7.5/10), and I highly recommend it to lovers of slim women. However, I probably won’t be repeating it myself.

Erotic Mix Massage
90 minutes
2600 + 500 CZK

So, I tried Avalon Club for the first time. I found the environment quite nice and the booking process was smooth, even just a few hours in advance. I didn’t have much time that day and simply wanted to “relax” for a bit. Once there, I chose a girl named Stacy.

Stacy is very pretty, petite, and I have to agree with other reviews that she has really nice breasts. Unfortunately, communication was a bit difficult, and you won’t have much of a chat, which for me detracts from the overall experience.

Regarding the massage: We started with my back. Stacy began massaging with her hands, and it was rather lackluster. I prefer when the masseuse puts a bit more effort into it, but Stacy was very gentle, maybe she doesn’t have much strength, who knows. Then she started sliding her body over mine, which was average for me—sometimes very pleasant, other times it felt like I wasn’t feeling anything. Since I was only there for a short time, we quickly moved to me lying on my back, and Stacy immediately focused on my penis. The handjob was about a 5/10—not terrible, but sometimes the tempo was off or she seemed to run out of energy… maybe she was just tired from the day. However, she made up for it by playing with her lovely breasts. After a little while, I climaxed and headed to the shower.

Overall rating: average, nothing special.
– I might consider a repeat visit, but only because she seemed a bit tired by the end of the massage and even yawned (as I was heading to the shower), so maybe that affected the experience.

Payment: 30-minute B2B massage 1600 CZK

This was my first visit to the Le Velour salon, which I had been planning for some time. My decision was expedited by winning a contest here. I would like to thank the admin and the owner of the establishment once again for their willingness and help in resolving my misplaced response to the win, as it seemed my second win might also be forfeited, which would have really upset me. And for good reason.

I scheduled my visit to the salon during the autumn break when I was home alone and eagerly anticipated indulging in some quiet mischief. I was torn between Miss Vivien and Valentýna. My first attempt to book was through the online system, but the salon had recently changed the rules, and newcomers now have to book in person. So, I used the chat on the salon’s website and made a reservation with Vivien through a pleasant operator. Shortly after, I received a confirmation SMS with instructions on where to go. However, my streak of bad luck wasn’t over, as my wife changed her plans and postponed her departure for the holidays by a few days. So, I had to rearrange my sinful plans and, with the help of the accommodating operator, rescheduled for another day, this time with Miss Valentýna.

I made the reservation in the morning and set off for the massage in the afternoon, well ahead of time. I expected the traffic to be terrible, but I certainly didn’t anticipate bouncing along for 13 km in about 100 minutes. Prague was clogged through and through, and I helplessly watched the time slip away, fearing I would waste my almost-lost win in a traffic jam. Fortunately, the gods smiled upon me, and I parked at OC Flora 10 minutes before the massage was due to start. Little did I know how far I would have to sprint to Jiřák. The gods favored me a second time because just as I was beginning to panic about how to navigate out of that damn mall, where I had never been before, onto the street, I received an SMS from the operator telling me to arrive 5 minutes later. She later retracted that message but allowed me a late arrival. So, I jogged towards Jiřák and arrived only about two minutes late. This is possibly the worst thing that can happen to someone going for a massage – arriving completely stressed, angry about what you just experienced, which has nothing to do with the massage, and sweaty and breathless from a 1-kilometer run. The preparation and anticipation for the massage were completely gone, and the poor masseuse had to deal with it.

I found the entrance to the salon right away based on the description. At the entrance, I encountered a local woman who wanted to let me in, but I preferred to wait until she left and then rang the bell. Down the stairs, to the left, and within seconds the door opened to reveal the beautiful and charming Valentýna in blue and white lace lingerie, high heels, and a big smile. All I was missing was the mask. She immediately took me to her room, which looked more like a separate apartment with several rooms inside. I tried to apologize for not being in the right mood and needing a quick shower, but Valentýna just laughed it off and kept reassuring me to relax and focus only on her. After clarifying the massage and the rules, she instructed me to undress and sent me alone across the hall to the shower. From reviews, I knew that at Le Velour, the shower is without the masseuse, but this time I was glad for it.

Returning from the shower, Valentýna suggested we relax, cuddle, and snuggle standing up. In lingerie, it was a different and very erotic experience, which I don’t understand why other salons don’t do. Then Valentýna instructed me to lie on my stomach. I hadn’t been to a lingam massage before, so I didn’t find anything strange about it. But Valentýna realized it after a few seconds and, with apologies, turned me onto my back. Still in her lingerie and high heels, she began massaging me with her hands, and I finally had time to gradually unwind, notice how she looked, and surrender to her touch.

Valentýna is, of course, Czech. The description and age listed on the website match. She has a rounder face, beautiful cat-like eyes, and a big, genuine smile. Her feline expressions work wonders because when she squinted her eyes, it was incredibly sexy. Her body is beautifully shaped, firm, and it’s clear she exercises. She’s not skinny, just beautifully built. Her breasts are nicely shaped, just the right size to hold, but they’re not natural. Fortunately, her lips show no visible alterations. I noticed one small tattoo on her body, which wasn’t distracting. Valentýna mentioned only one restriction—no touching down there, which I expected. From her entire demeanor, I felt that Valentýna enjoys her work, genuinely wants to make me feel good, ensuring it was a lovely time spent together, and that I would want to return to the salon and perhaps try something else.

Valentýna first massaged me with her hands and forearms on my legs, which was very pleasant after the run to the salon. She gradually moved to my upper body, and as she stretched over my chest and arms, her bra casually began to reveal her breasts. Again, a small detail but incredibly sexy. After a while, she unhooked her bra and let them free. That was my cue to start examining them closely and evaluate the surgeon’s work. During the massage, Valentýna casually circled around my friend, first with fleeting touches and then systematically giving him attention each time. After a while, she began incorporating her chest into the massage, sensually teasing me as our faces got closer. Several times we were nose to nose with hints of kisses. I returned kisses on her neck and nape a few times, but I wasn’t completely relaxed yet, so I was more on the receiving end than giving.

Then Valentýna removed her panties, straddled me in a cowgirl position, and gradually massaged my entire body from top to bottom with her body. She paused at my friend and simulated intercourse, teasing him with her body, so I felt every hair of her slight stubble on her body. A few times, I worried my friend might end up where he shouldn’t, but after the previous stress, he was still completely soft and unusable, so Valentýna had no reason to worry. She then turned around into a reverse cowgirl position and continued her ride. In this position, she occasionally transitioned into a 69 position, getting so close to my face that if I wanted to lick, I could easily reach. But that didn’t even cross my mind, as what I was receiving during the massage completely compensated for it. All these positions were performed in high heels, and I experienced a gentle thrill, fearing she might accidentally stab me with them during a position change. But Valentýna is a lady and a professional, and nothing happened to me. The last position was a foot massage of my friend barefoot, again with a beautiful view of her body.

As time was running out, it was time to awaken my friend and relieve him. Despite these touches, my friend remained soft, but for Valentýna, it was a challenge to do something about it. She began using various hand techniques to awaken him. She paid a lot of attention to the glans, which I really appreciate. Many masseuses avoid it for some reason, saying clients don’t like it because it’s too sensitive for them. She also intensely focused on the testicles, stimulating the perineum through the scrotum, and applied various pressures on the perineum. I resisted a lot, so Valentýna had to go back to the 69 position, which is hard to resist. But I resisted even then, so she used some gel that felt cold and seemed to burn. I joked if she had applied chili or something. Stress is a bitch, and it really took almost until the last minute of the massage before Valentýna finally got me there. I felt a bit sorry for her, but for her, it was a challenge she didn’t want to lose, and it was clear she cared. She thoroughly drained my friend to the last drop and twitch, just the way I like it.

After wiping off, there was no time for anything else, so she sent me back to the shower alone. And before I knew it, the hour with Valentýna was over, and I was back on the street.

It was lovely to converse with Valentýna, and I was pleased that she invited me to try other types of massages. It’s quite common for a masseuse to say to come back, but to describe other types of massages and make a gentle, positive advertisement for the entire establishment is rare. For me, it was an excellent experience in every respect, and Valentýna even planted a seed in my mind to perhaps try their BDSM sometime, which wouldn’t normally appeal to me.

I would repeat it in the future, but I need to be calm to truly enjoy it.

Type of massage: Lingam Massage
Duration of massage: 60 minutes
Price of massage: contest win, normally 2200 CZK
Valentýna – Studio le Velour
Massage rating: (Fantastic massage, very satisfied)

I booked through WhatsApp and arranged the masseuse and the discount for the prize with the operator. I asked about the Pussycat option Diana offers and was informed that it’s based on mutual attraction. The arrangement with the operator was very professional, the responses were quick, and in the end, she sent me a summary with the address, entry instructions for the salon, and a link to a map. Perfect.

On the designated day, I arrived at the salon. The directions from the operator were accurate, and I didn’t pay much attention to the people at the bus stop. After ringing the bell, I was immediately let into the building. On my way to the basement, I was slightly confused by the open doors to the neighboring restaurant’s facilities, and a strong odor from the trash and kitchen hit my nose, permeating the entire hallway. Fortunately, these weren’t the doors to the salon, which was one floor lower.

I rang the doorbell, and Diana opened almost immediately. Honestly, there was no “wow” effect at first glance. I immediately noticed a slightly larger backside, hips, and then quickly narrowing thighs and calves. Diana is by no means overweight, but she’s the kind of woman you can get a good grip on. She wasn’t exactly the type of girl I was expecting, and it was a bit disappointing. But that’s purely my subjective feeling, and with my extra pounds, I have no right to criticize anyone.

She showed no emotion or smile on her face and just quietly asked who I was there for. I said I was there for Diana. She said that was her and shook my hand to welcome me. The greeting was very formal; I didn’t receive a welcoming hug or a kiss on the cheek, as is customary in other salons. I felt like I might not have made a good impression on her, and that this wouldn’t be my top massage.

Diana invited me to follow her. She led me through the maze of the salon to the farthest room, where there was a black-covered mattress on the floor, a few pieces of furniture, and a rectangular shower that could comfortably fit two people. She handed me a printed list of the salon’s offerings and asked what I would choose. Initially, I considered the pussycat, but after this introduction, it no longer appealed to me. So, I opted for the extended 90-minute B2B as I had booked with the operator and mentioned it was a prize. Diana went somewhere to verify it and calculate the additional payment. She quickly returned and told me the amount and that I should pay her immediately.

Unfortunately, I only had thousand-crown bills in my wallet and no two-hundred-crown bills to give her the exact amount. Diana didn’t have smaller bills for change. I thought about it for a moment and then suggested switching to the pussycat if it would make it easier for her to give change. I didn’t want to go for that option in this situation, but I did want to have some contact during the massage. Diana firmly replied that the pussycat was not available. Well, it didn’t bother me, but it did bruise my ego a bit because it was the first time a masseuse had refused me. She said she’d find some change. After a while, Diana returned with a handful of crumpled hundred-crown bills and some fifty-crown coins. She told me to go to the shower alone. She showed me where to pick up the folded towel on the floor and said she’d come after I showered.

I left the money I received for change on the chair, undressed, and went to shower. I was cold from the outside, so I enjoyed the shower for quite a while. I washed myself thoroughly and leisurely because I wasn’t looking forward to this massage at all and wanted to kill some time. Honestly, I’m not really into massages. I primarily seek GFE and cuddling during massages, but there wasn’t the slightest hint of an erotic atmosphere here.

After drying off, I lay down on my stomach on the black mattress, in a passive position with my hands folded under my chin, waiting for Diana to come, just to get it over with. I didn’t even look around, so if someone else had come in, I probably wouldn’t have noticed.

After a while, Diana arrived. Honestly, I don’t know if she undressed there or if she came in already undressed. I was so annoyed that I didn’t even want to look at her and just tried to hide my feelings. Diana also didn’t speak at all. Without a word, she “washed” me with a generous amount of oil, and I caught a glimpse of her doing the same to herself in the front mirror. Then she started the massage.

Diana began massaging me with her backside. She slid her entire body weight from my spine outward, gradually from top to bottom to the tailbone. Then she turned the other way and continued from top to bottom again. She followed with a massage of my backside and gradually moved to my legs. Again, using her body weight, she massaged the muscles on my thighs and calves. She performed the massage both kneeling beside me from the side and straddling my legs, where I could feel the gentle stubble of her cat brushing against me. At one point, she kneeled into my groin so thoroughly that she slightly pressed on my package, but fortunately, there was no harm done. I immediately recalled a well-known song about a stepped-on Dářbuján, which amused me a bit. Throughout, I lay motionless in the same passive position with my hands folded, not even looking at Diana or trying to make any physical or verbal contact with her. I don’t remember the choreography of this part of the massage, only that it was thorough and forceful because when Diana massages with her body weight, knees, and elbows, it occasionally hurt quite a bit.

I lay there angrily on my stomach, thinking to myself, “Let this be over.” At that moment, Diana was sliding her entire weight with her backside over my back again. And suddenly, I realized it actually felt pleasant. Her round backside was perfect for massages, and she was using that tool incredibly well. So, I looked directly at Diana without the mirror and honestly told her that I really liked it. Diana smiled for the first time and whispered softly, shyly, with an angelic voice, “Thank you.” And at that moment, I felt more embarrassed than ever before. Diana was genuinely trying to give me a good massage, and I was acting like a complete jerk and a sulky little kid because things were different from what I had imagined before the massage.

Suddenly, my inner frustration faded away, and I began to focus on and enjoy the massage. I started taking advantage of every moment when Diana’s hands were nearby or when she was leaning against me to touch her, play with her fingers on her hands and feet, and pay attention to her face. Whenever I liked a particular element of her choreography, I complimented her or said it felt nice. And each time, Diana shyly and gently whispered, “Thank you,” with a light, shy smile. At that moment, I also noticed how her hair was styled, that beautiful strand of hair falling into her face, often tickling me, and how sexy it was. And when she smiled, I noticed she had a beautiful face and was truly pretty. What a difference from the distant person at the door.

Suddenly, I started seeing the massage in a completely different light and began to enjoy it. In this part, she was moving over me in various positions on my stomach, massaging me with her breasts and cat, and all the B2B elements were there as they should be. Every time she got close to my head, she gently and really softly purred, as my colleague Sktr perfectly described it as a mouse. When Diana was near my head, she added more contact, kissing my ears, licking them with the tip of her tongue, and softly blowing on them while purring. This part completely revived me, and I was back to being my cheerful and playful self.

About a third of the massage had passed, and I felt it was time for a change. I suggested turning over and that if Diana was tired from massaging, I would massage her to make up for my botched introduction. After I turned over, Diana knelt beside me and began gently and tenderly caressing my body. She often reached for my friend and gave him a little attention. It wasn’t forceful, as is often the case, but more like gentle caressing. My friend appreciated this kind of attention and quickly woke up. I had to tell Diana several times that I didn’t want to finish so quickly. I started paying more and more attention to her breasts, which are exactly my type. Perfectly fitting in my hand, firm 1.5 with prominent nipples that responded beautifully to touch. And when she brushed them against my body or moved them around the tip of my friend along with her feather-light touches, it was an incomparably blissful feeling. I could touch them or play with them with my tongue to my heart’s content, with no hint of distance or prohibition. More and more often, there was nose-to-nose contact, kissing, purring into my ear, hints of kisses, and everything that should be in a massage. Compared to other massages, everything was gentler, softer, and shyer.

I observed Diana at work, and she was genuinely giving it her all. Gradually, we increased our conversation, and I didn’t hesitate to tell Diana my pleasant feelings about her massage and how much I liked it when she smiled. She has a very nice smile. Diana gradually warmed up and smiled more and more often, and I felt more and more ashamed of myself.

We had already established contact, and since I didn’t want to finish yet, I took the initiative and decided to massage Diana myself. I rolled her onto her back and began my choreography. Masseuses usually praise my performance, and it was clear that Diana was enjoying it too. The ice had completely melted, and Diana and I started having fun. I playfully tickled her and provocatively teased and annoyed her, and she joined in, playfully retaliating, and the smile never left her face. Of course, I didn’t forget about touches down below, but I didn’t want to ruin the delicate atmosphere. Gradually, I worked my way to massaging her labia, but I didn’t dare venture further into intimate territory. I massaged Diana there for about a minute, but I couldn’t resist asking if it bothered her. Diana whispered that it did this week. That explained the refusal of the pussycat at the beginning, and my bruised ego returned to normal. We were just having fun together, as I’m used to during massages, and it was clear we were both enjoying it. This was followed by Diana turning onto her stomach, and once again, I didn’t leave any part of her body unmassaged.

As the end of the massage approached, Diana wanted to finish me off as well. So, I lay on my stomach, and Diana knelt right beside me, but in a way that I could reach her anywhere. With her gentle and tender style, she caressed and stroked my friend like a feather, played with my balls, and thoroughly stimulated my perineum. I decided to reciprocate some of the elements. I’ll skip the details, but it’s a shame I hit the wrong timing. But Diana didn’t resist my touches, even though my wayward hand often wandered where it shouldn’t, and it was visibly not against her. It was impossible to hold out for long, and I surrendered. I’m very particular about the technique of the conclusion. I don’t like it when a girl leaves me to finish on my own, but rather I need to be actively milked to the end; otherwise, I have an interrupted orgasm. In this case, everything went as it should, and Diana stopped only when she saw she couldn’t get any more out of me.

After she finished me off, she gently wiped me with tissues. There were still a few minutes left, so she snuggled up to me from the side. She gently played with my stubble on my chin, tried to braid dreadlocks from the hair on my chest, scratched me, and we continued to cuddle and tease each other. Then came the shower. Diana told me she would help wash off the oil, but she wanted to shower herself afterward with a different shampoo due to dry skin. The shower was cleansing, but Diana tried to help me. Then it was time to get dressed and leave. After my “conversion,” I really enjoyed Diana’s massage, and I decided to give her a small tip. Upon leaving, I received water to drink, a kiss on each cheek, a lovely hug, and I left. I ran up those long stairs of theirs, and before disappearing around the corner, something told me to look back at the top. Diana was still standing in the doorway, waving at me. And once again, I felt deeply embarrassed…

A massage with Diana is unique. I deliberately wrote in such detail because I actually understand all the previous reviewers, even the colleague who left halfway through the massage. Diana is charmingly unique. She’s quiet, shy, very gentle and delicate, and she needs time before you win her over. Maybe some won’t succeed during the massage. I’m really glad that after the awkward start, I tuned into Diana during the massage and that it was a mutually beautiful time spent. Will I repeat? If I haven’t upset Diana with this review, I’d love to return sometime because this girl will probably stay in my mind for a long time.

Type of massage: B2B
Duration of massage: 90 minutes
Price of massage: 2600 CZK

Visit to Liana last week at Rabbit in Vršovice. There’s not much to say about the venue itself—everything was fine. They have a lot of new BDSM items, and communication was confirmed via WhatsApp the day before.

I rang the bell five minutes early, and they opened the door right away. Liana was already at the bar, chatting with the bartender. Both greeted me in English, a kiss on the cheek, grabbed some water, and headed to the room. From the start, Liana was very touchy. I gave her a small hand cream as a gift, but she said she preferred sweets, which was hard to believe given her figure and flat stomach. I should mention that Liana is really tall at 178 cm, which is what drew me to her. She has beautiful small breasts with perky nipples, a toned stomach and butt, long legs, and a lot of tattoos that suit her well. She also has piercings in her navel and clitoris and a pretty face. I imagine she must have been incredibly cute when she was younger. Her hair was much shorter than in the photos, and at first, it wasn’t even tied up, which made her look incredibly seductive.

She began undressing me quite provocatively, performed a little striptease, and it was clear she used to be a dancer—she knows how to move. Then we headed to the shower. She embraced me, soaped me up, and gave a playful hand job, kneeling down to wash me while licking her finger and looking at me seductively. I hoped for more, but she stood up, twerked her butt against me, which was great, and then we moved to the futon.

I lay on my back, and Liana asked what I wanted from the massage while massaging my legs in a 69 position, with her feet near my head—she didn’t forget about the foot fetish. She moved on to my calves, then thighs, paying a lot of attention to my butt and friend. Then she sat on my back, using her butt skillfully, bouncing, etc. Since the stomach part doesn’t do much for me with any masseuse, after about 10 minutes, I asked to turn over, which Liana had no problem with.

She took some oil, oiled herself up, and started a fantastic body-to-body massage, pressing against me, moving up and down with our faces close, looking into my eyes, grinding. When I put my leg between hers, she rode it well, moaning. One hand was between our bodies, teasing me, but she always let me catch my breath, then resumed at regular intervals. She knew exactly what she was doing, licking my ear, even my face and nipple. We teased each other with our noses. It was really hard not to start kissing her, so I slipped a few kisses on her cheek. I wanted to ask, but 1000 is a lot. After a while, she started caressing my anal area, which was new for me, but I let her play. It was a bit sad how close yet far it was from passionate sex with a horny pornstar. When she gave me space, I played with her breasts, which were lovely to kiss, and she let me kiss her neck and stomach. There was a no-touch policy down below, which didn’t quite fit the performance, but her profile says “pussycat on request,” so maybe you’ll have better luck. My English isn’t great, so I couldn’t negotiate much, and she only knows a few Czech words, so there wasn’t much conversation. But I did briefly touch her down there during caressing, and she didn’t object. She then went back to body-to-body, where I finished between our bodies. Liana moaned loudly, grinding against me, and let me bask in the moment for a while, not rushing with the cleanup. With 15 minutes left, she offered a second round, sat on me, and tried various techniques for ten minutes, but it didn’t work because I can’t go again so quickly. We went to the shower, similar to the first one, where she washed me well. We got dressed, I paid her, and she saw me out. A Vietnamese guy was delivering drinks to the bar at that moment.

Summary: Liana is a force of nature and has eroticism in her blood. It’s clear she enjoys it and gets into it. She comes across as very horny and is a dominant type. You can tell she used to be a stripper and dancer, and she probably enjoys prostate massages, bringing her own lubricant. At the end, she even offered a strap-on for next time, and I believe she would do a good job, but that’s not my thing.

Recommendation: Definitely, she’ll put on a very convincing passionate show.

Repeat: Probably not, unless I muster the courage for the prostate massage. I prefer more submissive masseuses without restrictions, but I thought Liana would be perfect for a lesbian show. It’s a shame you can’t arrange it in advance, and both girls I want have to be at the same branch on the same day by some miracle.

Massage: Body to Body for 2100 CZK

After a long break, I visited Candyshop Massages. I chose a new girl, Vanessa, and couldn’t wait with anticipation. Vanessa was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs in a dress with a plunging neckline. I immediately confirmed that the photos were accurate. I was led to a very nice room where I undressed and headed to the shower. Vanessa didn’t hesitate for a moment and joined me. She pressed up against me right away, started kissing and masturbating. It was so erotic that after about 2 minutes, I told her I couldn’t hold on. She replied that I should finish in the shower because the real ride would start afterward, urging me to hold on a bit longer. She quickly got me off like a matchstick, dried me off, and sent me to the bed.

I lay on my stomach, and the back massage began. She has an incredible touch. She worked on my back, trapezius, and calves like a pro. Then she applied oil and started a full-body massage. She moved over me with her entire body, moaning in my ear, biting, kissing. It was like being with a lover. Meanwhile, she continuously teased me and scratched with her nails. She even positioned my hands to play with her nipples. For someone shy like me, this was the perfect approach. Exactly after 30 minutes, it was time to turn over onto my back.

In the back position, she immediately focused on my penis and didn’t let go of it for the rest of the massage. Again, she glided her body over me, kissing, biting. She’s amazing. She constantly changed positions to give me a nice view. Meanwhile, she positioned my hands so I could feel her truly magnificent breasts. Finally, she snuggled up, bit my ear, and brought me to a successful finish with her hand. Afterward, she hugged me and lay on me for a good 5-7 minutes.

If you think it’s over, as I did, you’re mistaken. We went back to the shower, and she began washing my body while continuing the masturbation. Vanessa really tried, even going 8 minutes over time, but we couldn’t manage another round. It just wasn’t happening. In the end, I got dressed and hobbled to my car. What a ride that was.

I highly recommend Vanessa, one of the best massages of my life. The girl is beautiful and busty.

Body to body
60 minutes
2000 + tip