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)
