Emma Candy shop
For two weeks, I couldn’t manage to get a reservation because I had a pretty precise idea of the time and the masseuse I wanted. If I had been more flexible—meaning more aroused—it probably would have worked out sooner (alternative options were offered to me). Ultimately, luck was on my side, and I spent an hour with Emma, which I really enjoyed.
The booking went smoothly, and I was greeted in the usual way by the receptionist. Soon after, Emma appeared. Her first impression (appearance, introduction, and gestures) matched how the whole experience unfolded: a very pleasant massage by a friendly, attractive girl. We entered the room, and she said she’d just run to the bathroom for a minute and would be right back with the shower. I appreciated that she skipped unnecessary small talk about whether I wanted to shower alone.
She returned quickly, and I hadn’t even fully undressed yet (which was partly strategic—if she had some strip-tease routines, I didn’t want to ruin the start of her performance). She took off her fitted, simple dress, revealing red lace lingerie. Beautiful! To avoid rushing into anything, I played the gentleman, stepped into the shower completely naked, and Emma followed. Those familiar with Candy know that very pleasant things can start even in the shower, not just because of charm but mainly due to local customs. Through modest washing, mutual introduction, and then some more intimate teasing, Emma definitely gave me room for a break—no pressure, which I appreciated. It was an ideal, above-standard start.
After drying off, we moved to the futon for a brief belly massage. The oil wasn’t very warm, but that was really the only minor flaw in the whole experience. Calf and thigh massage, hips—relaxing overall, though I needed a moment to breathe. Then back, shoulders, neck. Several glides, a check of her equipment. She pressed quite firmly on my groin and perineum, but luckily I’m not sensitive, and she had a good amount of intensity and escalation. She wasn’t afraid to show what she had, and the room has large mirrors (at head level and on the side of the bed, perhaps even connected), and the ceiling mirror was fogged after the shower. And what do you see in that mirror besides yourself? Emma is young, slim, with natural, larger breasts. The photos accurately depict her, her measurements match. Pretty face, not made-up but doesn’t need to be. Based on her eye and brow color, I’d say her dark brown hair is natural. She has no modifications, just a small tattoo and a belly piercing, with painted nails—overall, Emma is very attractive!
The turn was quick, and she asked what I might like. She humorously asked if I was shy, probably because I seemed passive. That was true—I thought she was just starting with massages, so I didn’t want to startle her. I understood her cue and increased my activity. I love gentle, teasing massages, and that’s exactly what I got. Eye contact, no acting, I was satisfied. The session included strong B2B with elements of titfuck (rarely do I experience more sliding from the front than from behind), with her hand involved. The finale was in the 69 position—perfect moment for an upgrade to a pussycat massage instead of the regular one. I hesitated and didn’t test the limits of the rules, which I slightly regret now. After finishing, we did some light chatting, checked the time, and went to the shower together, where Emma remained attentive and kept the atmosphere going. She even tried to see if I’d still get aroused, but I talked her out of it—probably would have been forced otherwise.
I definitely recommend Emma—she’s very friendly and quite sexy. Hopefully, she’ll keep it up. It’s also an interesting choice for guys from the north (unless you’re specifically looking for a tall, slim Barbie-style masseuse).
I had B2B, 60 minutes, for 1800 CZK (with a 10% welcome discount). The place maintains a good standard, and Emma suits my taste. I’m considering repeating.
😊 A fantastic massage—close to top-tier.
