Jasmina – Rabbit Hall

Lately, I’ve been repeating a lot and visiting a competing establishment more frequently, where the masseuses aren’t short on reviews. This made me a bit complacent and I stopped writing. But too much repetition eventually becomes routine, so it was time for a change and to start exploring the skills of other ladies. After all, who wants to develop cabin fever even during massages when it’s sometimes enough at home?

Armed with a list of recommendations on which other ladies in the establishment I might enjoy, I tried to book a masseuse from the list who was on shift that day. Unfortunately, she wasn’t available at the time, and the operator offered me three other names, none of which were familiar. I gave up that first week and went to the tried-and-true Candyshop instead. The following week, the same thing happened. Again, I received unfamiliar names with vague reviews, making it difficult to choose. But my trip to Prague was scheduled, and I was in the mood for a massage, so I decided to take a risk this time. From the options, Jasmina caught my attention. Partly because of her legendary namesake at another salon, whom I have fond memories of, and also because of her advertised bust size. I’m more of a bottom guy, breasts aren’t a deal-breaker for me, but I hadn’t experienced such a size before, so why not try it? There’s only one review of Jasmina at RH here, and it’s not very flattering, which was another reason to see for myself. So, I confirmed with the operator and asked just to be sure if it would be good. He said yes and that I would enjoy it. Well, what else would he say, right?

The first hint of excitement hit me right in the morning. My reason for traveling to Prague was a dermatology appointment for a preventive mole check. The doctor had me strip down to my underwear and lie on the examination table on my stomach. Since I’ve had several massages in the past, this undressing and lying on my stomach became a conditioned reflex, and subconsciously, I was waiting for what would happen next. The doctor started examining me quite thoroughly with her magnifying glass. Still on my stomach, I couldn’t see her and thought to myself, is that really all? Just a perfect conditioned reflex. Fortunately, I realized it in time and didn’t request any extras. Turning onto my back brought me back to reality. The positive outcome of the medical report left me undisturbed and looking forward to the actual massage in the afternoon.

I arrived for the massage at Vinohradska, and everyone knows how it goes there. I rang the bell outside, but this time the door didn’t open immediately, and I had to wait a bit. At that moment, a group of three burly Arabs approached me, and one asked in English if there was a massage there. The thought of going down with them wasn’t appealing, so I took advantage of their unfamiliarity with the place and sped up to be the first downstairs. I slipped into the open salon door, shut it, and chaos ensued. The usher seemed a bit out of it and asked me about the masseuse. I told him the name, but he seemed new and didn’t recognize it. We debated for a while until he finally got it and went to fetch Jasmina.

Jasmina immediately caught my attention with her exotic appearance. She’s a petite girl, not exactly slim or athletic, but not overweight either. Just a naturally curvy type that perfectly matches her bust size and height. She led me to the room, asked what I’d like to drink, and instructed me to undress. She also asked if I wanted a joint shower and what type of massage. I opted for the B2B, which was currently on offer, as she informed me. Jasmina left to get the drink and oil. Meanwhile, I undressed and headed to the shower to rinse off. After a while, Jasmina joined me, undressed, and got into the shower with me. I like it this way because it helps break the ice and allows you to explore the masseuse, under the guise of helping her wash. Jasmina washed my entire body thoroughly and attentively, occasionally not forgetting about my friend. But these weren’t just light touches; she played with the foreskin, balls, and I suspected she might really want to give it a good clean.

I noticed more details about Jasmina. Her face is truly exotic. She’s slightly tanned and has a peculiar accent that I couldn’t place. I asked where she was from, as it wasn’t any eastern origin I knew. Jasmina said she’s from Albania, and her mother is Egyptian. Gentlemen, who among you has seen an Egyptian face outside of papyrus scrolls? And this was really similar. A beautiful blend of exoticism. Her Czech is perfect, having lived here for over 10 years.

She speaks very, very slowly, with an interesting diction, which creates an intriguing effect that seems to extend the massage time. Her face is somewhat similar to Jasmina from LG. Her eyes are hazel. She has tattoos on both forearms, but they don’t bother me much. Unfortunately, her lips were freshly plumped to the point of bursting, which somewhat marred the impression. Her breasts are a solid size three. Firm, perky, much larger than my hands, nicely close together, with light areolas and not very prominent pink nipples. Her hips are average, neither large nor small, just an Arab type. Her butt is medium, firm, pleasant to the touch, and her belly isn’t significantly protruding. She’s not skinny, nor is she overweight, but a robustly built normal girl with normal proportions, someone you can grab onto without anything slipping through your fingers. I asked about restrictions, and there were none, except for kissing and fingers inside. I hadn’t planned on any of that, nor did I feel like exploring her pussy, and the ability to touch down there really lifted my spirits.

We moved to the bed, and I immediately told Jasmina that I didn’t need a proper massage or a gymnastics routine from her, but that I was very cuddly, so she should focus on that. Therefore, my description will lack some of the usual gymnastic maneuvers, but I didn’t want them, even though they probably could have been included in the chosen massage. I just wanted to fully enjoy her breasts and the physicality with a nice girl. Jasmina was also comfortable with this plan, and if both parties are satisfied, that’s how it should be.

So, we started as usual on my stomach. Jasmina began with a hand massage. It was more like stroking and gentle kneading than a massage. She knelt beside me, making contact. First, she focused on my calves, paying particular attention to my Achilles tendons. Then she gradually worked her way up. She focused on my butt and quickly slipped under my stomach, playing with my balls for a few seconds. These weren’t just quick, seemingly accidental touches but real stroking and playing with areas that men enjoy. Then she moved to my back and continued with gentle massaging and stroking. Next, she oiled her breasts and began relatively simple B2B moves. From the bottom up, then she turned 90° and massaged me with her breasts in a transverse position. I stroked her wherever I could reach on her legs, and occasionally our fingers intertwined. She occasionally ventured down to my friend. The whole thing was slow, the movements languid and sensual, and Jasmína spoke very slowly. We conversed about all sorts of things. I really liked the atmosphere, and even though I usually have a sense of time, here I didn’t know where we stood. In reality, time moved slower than I thought. Super!

The main focus of my interest was still ahead of me, so to not waste time, I instructed her to turn me onto my back. Here, I directed the B2B entirely to my liking. Jasmina sat on my leg, took both my hands, and placed them on her breasts, and I played and played. Unfortunately, she was heavily oiled, which dulled the sensation in my hands and her nipples. She’s proud of her breasts and says they’re very sensitive. I would have preferred to test that with her lying down and without oil, but there wasn’t time for that in 60 minutes, so maybe next time. Then she moved closer and pressed my face into her breasts, allowing me to fully enjoy them with my tongue, cheeks, and everything I had on my head. At this stage, she began to play more intensely with my friend behind her back. It was a game with gentle teasing of the glans and frenulum with her nails, a very intense sensation for me, until I had to slow her down, saying not yet. She then moved lower and gave me a B2B massage of my stomach with her breasts, followed by a titfuck. Then she snuggled up to me from the side, threw her leg over me at a right angle so I could reach both her breasts and her butt. She really likes being touched.

We cuddled like this for a while, I massaged her breasts, butt, then her neck and shoulders, and I could see she enjoyed it. We talked about all sorts of things. She mentioned she does pussycat and asked if I liked it, but I wasn’t in the mood for that today. Since I sensed time was running out, I suggested to Jasmina that she move into a 69 position because I’m a bottom guy and hadn’t yet had the chance to explore her treasure. She willingly repositioned herself so I could reach her and began slowly stroking my friend. I began to explore her treasure blindly. Here I have a major complaint because the room lighting was really poor, I couldn’t see anything and had to rely on touch. However, in this case, her anatomy down there was somewhat complicated and tangled, making it difficult to identify key points. But that’s not Jasmina’s fault, as there really were no restrictions, she allowed me practically everything within the rules, and it seemed she genuinely enjoyed it. In this position, with me stimulating her from behind and Jasmína slowly working on me in front, she brought me to climax. Here I have my usual complaint about many masseuses, that they don’t know how to properly finish a man. Not just passively letting him finish on his own and watching what happens, but they should continue until the last drop and then stop in time. This is where Filip’s recent question about training masseuses definitely makes sense.

Time with Jasmína really stretched, and we still had about 10 minutes left. I really didn’t understand this because we certainly weren’t slacking off, and time is usually short, especially with 60 minutes. In the remaining time, she again snuggled up to me from the side, and we mutually caressed and chatted about all sorts of things. We also agreed that neither of us liked oil, and if there would be a next time, it would be dry. Then followed a trip to the shower, where she very thoroughly and attentively washed me and herself. Payment, getting dressed, and a request for me to come again.

I went into this massage with no expectations, but it was nice. Jasmina doesn’t do the classic GFE, breathing in your ear, nose to nose, licking your ear, kissing on the neck, and so on. If someone expects that, they might be disappointed. Perhaps that’s where the mentioned distance and coldness come from. Yes, Jasmina doesn’t like facial touches, she wears makeup, kissing is extra, and she has a new duck face, and that’s probably the reason. But she’s not impersonal and is sensitive. If a guy wants to touch a beautiful, interestingly exotic, and well-endowed girl and cuddle, I think he won’t be disappointed.

I can’t promise a repeat, but why not?

Type of massage: Body to body
Duration: 60 minutes
Price: 2100 czech crowns