Alina + Zara – Candy Shop

Hello colleagues,

After a long break, I’m back with some reviews. I felt the urge to write again, so I hope you read through them.

I hadn’t been to a massage in quite some time, so I was browsing the websites of various salons, especially the much-praised Candy Shop, which I hadn’t visited yet. When I noticed their birthday promotion, I decided it was finally time to take the plunge. And since I’m not one to do things halfway and wanted to try something new, I opted for two ladies at once.

But which ones? I’m a bit of a perfectionist in this regard, and knowing the occasional female rivalry all too well, I had no idea about the relationships between the girls (shoutout to a former masseuse, if she ever stumbles upon this, for giving us tips on well-matched pairs at the Bunnies in the past). So, I meticulously checked each girl’s profile, where some of them now mention if they enjoy duo massages and with which colleague. So, I needed to find time for myself and then find a duo that appealed to me and had a shared shift. A tough task.

Personally, I’m quite fond of girls of Asian descent, and what do I see? Zara (though she prefers to massage alone) mentions that she likes massages with Alina. Both had a shared shift at Šumavská, and the decision was made. Reviews for both were excellent, and even though I suspected Alina might not be entirely my type because I’m not into very skinny girls, I thought: Geisha + Barbie. A bit of a contrast, but it somehow made sense to me. Plus, with the skill (which Alina definitely has) and being generally a pretty girl, weight and height don’t matter to me. The day arrived, the hour struck, a few retirees walking their four-legged friends cast curious glances, and off I went.

Candy sends photos of the door after booking, which I really appreciated because I’d walked down that street many times without knowing exactly where the place was. At the bar, I just asked for water, and soon both ladies appeared. First Alina, really petite, and perhaps even more delicate and fragile in person than in the photos, followed by Zara in a black fitted dress with side cutouts. The wow effect hit, but in my head, I thought: Dude, you’re here for a massage with two, be a gentleman and give both equal attention. I think I managed that, but…

Entering the room, it was quite spacious with a shower. A mirror across from the futon, one on the side, and one on the ceiling. Absolute top for me. Alina asked about the type of massage, and I chose body to body. She helped me undress, and we headed to the shower. First with Zara, who tried to adjust the water, but it was only cold. Alina joined in. The three of us were just close enough to each other to avoid any initial playful teasing, which I was really looking forward to, and with a slightly mischievous smile, I said, “Oh, it’s tight in here…” and waited to see what would happen. Well, mainly, there was no warm water! Not at all. The girls exchanged some words in Russian, and Alina ran off. Luckily, she sorted it out, and soon the water was flowing. But Alina didn’t rejoin us.

Oh well, either way, the soaping with Zara was worth it, and I had the chance to focus 100% on her. No wild antics, but some hugging, caressing, and soaping of my tool, which she continued for a while, looking up at me with those deep dark eyes and a very sexy smile. I don’t know how long I would have lasted if she’d sped up a bit, but I wanted to save that for the end, so I thanked her, saying there was plenty of time for that later.

Dried off and onto the futon. I was really looking forward to the four-hand massage; there are so many sensations involved. The girls were really in sync and very skilled. At the start, gentle scratching and tickling with nails all over my body. Zara took the lower part, Alina the upper. She found the only spot where I’m really ticklish. When I jerked, we all just started giggling, the girls whispered something in Russian, and then Alina “accidentally” brushed that spot several more times, the little rascal. From scratching, they moved to using their palms, and each showed off their routine on my back while the other lay beside me for occasional mutual caresses. It was incredibly arousing when they slid over me with their butts, one after the other, legs spread towards the mirror in front of my head. And my own head was annoyingly in the way of the view. But that just fueled my imagination, and I couldn’t wait for the turn.

That came about halfway through, with the girls switching again, one on top of me, the other either lying beside me or at my knees, focusing on my groin. Alina was the first on top. Several times she slid over my body so that her breasts were almost in my face, imitating a cowgirl position, leaning just a few centimeters away from my face with that look of hers. I couldn’t resist and asked for a kiss. I hadn’t originally planned on it, but my blood was elsewhere than in my head. There wasn’t much of it. Given that the girls were switching positions, there wasn’t really space for it. I’ll definitely go for a four-hand massage again sometime and leave the extras for massages with one masseuse. Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed reciprocating touches everywhere, and the girls seemed to like it too, plus that mirror on the ceiling. Just perfect. Slowly but surely, it was nearing the end, and both moved down to my groin. Cock, balls, inner thigh caresses, and each hand on a gorgeous girl’s ass. Just luxurious. Alina seemed to take charge of the main handwork, gradually increasing the pace, and then bam. I really jerked when they brought it to such a perfect conclusion. Instead of verbal praise, I gave them a round of applause, which made them laugh. A cuddle for about 5 minutes and then time for the final shower. Here, I tried to primarily take care of them and wash them, which got me hard again, so I regretted not booking 90 minutes.

Nothing could be done. Get dressed, pay, and say goodbye. One of those moments when you step out into the darkened Prague with a vacant expression and a slight smile on your lips. That turned into a grin from ear to ear when, in some random setlist on my way to Namesti Miru, Elton John’s “I’m Still Standing” came on. How fitting. So thanks, girls, thanks, Spotify.

I definitely recommend them to everyone. Both were great, and their collaboration was perfect. They didn’t go for anything too wild, but that’s exactly what I needed that day.

Type of massage – body to body with two masseuses
Duration of massage – 60 minutes
Price for massage – 3500(birthday promotion) + 500 for kissing and a small tip