Today’s visit with Mira at the Rabbit Hall on Vinohradská was smooth. I had no issues with the booking. Room number 4 is available for viewing on their website, where they offer virtual tours of all their branches. The rabbit painting on the wall isn’t exactly sexy. Initially, I wanted to book for Wednesday at 4:00 PM so I could be her first client of the day, but I missed it. I made the booking about 10 minutes after the schedule was released, and they told me her first available slot was at 5:15 PM. So, I asked about Tuesday, and that worked out.
I arrived 5 minutes early. The street was almost empty. I rang the bell, and they opened immediately. Downstairs, the receptionist greeted me and asked if I wanted a drink. I opted for water, and she led me to the room where I waited for Mira. After a while, I decided to take a shower, which I had planned to do alone anyway, as reviews mentioned the water pressure was weak. Plus, I like to start with a striptease, so the girl doesn’t have to keep dressing and undressing. Naturally, Mira walked in just as I was taking off my boxers… so I put them back on, and we started discussing the massage. I had booked a lingam massage + lap dance through the website (a service that, according to reviews, no one had ever purchased before), and I inquired about autoeroticism, which wasn’t listed in her services, but she quickly agreed. She offers “pussycat” by arrangement, but I’m not really into licking, so I didn’t ask. I gave her a small hand cream as a gift, which she found cute. She left to get towels, and I took a shower (the water pressure was indeed weak). She returned after a few minutes.
I sat in the chair, and Mira shed her rabbit uniform. I couldn’t take my eyes off her; her body couldn’t look better. This was the pinnacle—she truly resembles Emily Bloom (in body, not face), but with a better backside, beautiful firm breasts with soft nipples. She claims to only do fitness, so she must work out regularly. Her face wasn’t exactly my type, but she definitely isn’t unattractive; she has a nice smile and a seductive gaze.
She was about to dive right in, so I slowed her down, saying I like it slow and wanted a striptease first. She started moving, showing off, and flaunting her rear, striking some very nice poses. She slowly approached, dropped her bra, sat on my lap, caressed my stomach, and gradually moved towards my friend. I began kissing her breasts and neck. After a while, still with her panties on, she started grinding her backside in my lap in all sorts of ways. I felt I couldn’t hold out much longer (I had abstained for 5 days beforehand, which was a mistake… I really didn’t want to mess up her panties, as I think that would have ruined the atmosphere). So, I stood up, and we started hugging, cuddling. I led her to the mirror, turned her around, and tried to burn that view into my memory. I kissed her neck, caressed her crotch over her panties, and she moaned beautifully, writhing. Then I crouched and slipped it between her thighs, which felt incredibly nice. After a while, she directed us to the bed, and I didn’t object. She removed her panties, lay on her side next to me, and gently started stroking me (she didn’t have many techniques, just varying the speed, but it was clear she was trying). I placed her other hand on my balls (she wasn’t great at multitasking either). I tried to direct and prolong it as much as possible, but soon enough, it was all over. I usually last longer… I apologized, Mira laughed, and said we could go for two rounds. She wiped me down, I drank some water, lay down, and she took some oil, rubbed it all over herself, lay on me, and started sliding, imitating sex, thrusting, looking into my eyes. I licked her neck and breasts—it was simply wonderful. She switched positions, posed in front of the mirror, and spent about 5 minutes sliding her breasts over my friend. Then she lay on her back, spread her legs, and started fingering herself. I admired the view (she was stunning; I should have asked about the pussycat…). Eventually, I couldn’t resist and lay next to her, began caressing her, and moved down. She didn’t object and let me help. A beautiful view in the mirror. We spent about 10 minutes on that, and at the end, she shuddered a few times and moaned nicely, so hopefully, it worked. I didn’t try inserting my fingers, even though she was doing it herself. It’s 4:40 PM, and we’re going for the second round. She sat on my stomach, pretended to have sex, cuddled, and stroked me from behind. After a while, she moved into a 69 position, increasing the intensity and moans. It took a while, but we succeeded in the end.
She wiped me down, we chatted for a bit—she only speaks English, but well. She likes the restaurant Kro, and we took a purely cleansing shower. I didn’t want to bother her anymore, as I think she’s not too fond of showers. She excused herself, I got dressed in the meantime, she returned, I gave her three thousand, she saw me out, kissed me on both cheeks, and I walked out into the city with a semi-hard on… I still have it.
For me, it couldn’t have gone better. Although there are certainly more passionate masseuses (this was only my fourth massage ever), Mira did everything I asked for, was kind, and seemed to enjoy it. I was really taken with her, constantly telling her how beautiful she was, and I couldn’t keep my hands off her the whole time… We didn’t spend even a minute on the actual massage. 10/”Massage”: lingam 2000 on special for 60 minutes + lap dance 500 + autoeroticism 500 = Super, fantastic.
