Kristina – Candy Shop

In my last spin through Prague, I took in seven massages over the course of 4 days. …The length we outta-towners have to go to. 😅 This was the last week in September, and Kristina at Candy Shop was on my list before I landed. I was drawn to her slim, small figure in her CS profile pics, but also by the fact that she’s a bit taller. I’m 190, and short girls are adorable, but sometimes a guy want’s to shower with a pair of eyes that he can stare into.

Arranging appointments at CS is always easy, I’ve found. My schedule tends to be flexible when I’m in Prague, as I set my own work hours, and a time was agreed upon quickly.

I hadn’t seen Kristina before, so I only had the site pics to go by. Seeing her in person, I wasn’t disappointed. She’s likely too slender for most, though. And she looks her age- not a day over 20. Long black (dyed) hair, no fewer than 5 facial and ear piercings, and, as I saw once we entered the big room off the bar, half a dozen random tattoos.

I liked her look straight away. Shy and awkward, but doing her best to shove that quiet nature aside. Her clothes disappeared (I honestly cannot recall what she had been wearing), and what stood before me was long, lean, and willowy like an elegant tree branch. Her chest would have difficulty filling a A cup bra, but I’m a sucker for tiny tits. In that I love, love, love to suck on them. …I have some perverse fantasy that one day I’ll actually get milk from some unsuspecting beauty’s rack. 😅 Do guys ever truly leave the womb?

We agreed on an hour B2B massage and made our way to the shower. My hands were on that glorious ass within seconds. How is it that skinny girls often have the most amazing bubble butts?? The shower was routine. Sadly, Kristina doesn’t offer kissing. This is one of my favorite things about CS- the chance to kiss these beauties. That, to me, is just as great as any hand job.
Anyhow, we made our way to the futon, I laid on my stomach, and…. Everything got very amateur, very quickly.
Now, I’ve wrestled on the question of writing this review. “Is it fair of me to critique this girl’s abilities?” Maybe she was just having a bad day. But, would I have gone to her had I read the review I now feel I need to write?  In short, no. I wouldn’t. To be perfectly blunt, this beauty has NO natural, or learned ability to massage. None. Zero. Nada. Nothing. Ziltch. Zip.
Her “massage” started, per usual, with me on my stomach. What proceeded was a series of probing and prodding that felt closer to an alien autopsy than an erotic encounter. Her fingers were dancing over my back and shoulders as though they were possessed. Her entire body jolted and danced around the futon like she was tenderizing a steak, her slim fingers darting into my muscles like well-sharpened pencils. I can honestly say I’ve never experienced a worse massage.
15 minutes of agony and numerous internal questions later, I finally had to stop the show and ask what exactly she was doing. 😅 Now, obviously no one reading this review knows me, but I’m not exactly confrontational. …Especially when bare-assed on a basement futon in Prague. Nevertheless, I had to know, “Have you been taught how to massage!?!?” And, “Have you just drank 5 cans of highly caffeinated soda?” 😅

I suspected I would leave the massage then and there, but I didn’t want to make a scene, I didn’t want to hurt this person’s feelings or risk them getting reprimanded by her boss. Yes, these was THE worst massage skills I’d ever come across, and yes, she was clearly amped up on nervous energy, but she was also, clearly, a sweet person. I didn’t want to shuffle off upset and she didn’t want me to leave 15 minutes into my appointment.

What started off so promising had gone so south so quickly. Perhaps it was my energy, perhaps it was her responding to me, you might ask. Perhaps so, but I’m far from a rookie on the massage table (or futon), and felt perfectly relaxed. ….Until her mile-a-minute stabbing fingers started probing me, at least. 😂

She told me that Tina (🙏) had trained her, and I started to lay back down. She was, if anything, great to look at now that I was laying on my back. I decided that I would stay —maybe a get those glorious tea cup titties in my mouth before I go.
I laid back and she started working my tool with her, now, lovely long fingers. Finally- a proper use for those long fingers!
I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, so I often prefer to bring myself to climax while the girl watches, and that appointment was no different. Kristina lay along me, my right hand on that lovely ass while I brought myself to completion. Her right hand stroked my thigh and “family jewels”.

To be clear, her stroking skills ARE far better than her massage / B2B skills. She’s slow and steady there, not frantic.

we showered and had a few laughs before I departed. It was awkward for a few minutes there, but I left the appointment, all told, feeling good.

Would I return to her, though? No. Candy Shop has more than enough talent. Once was enough.

One hour B2B, 2000 plus tip (I always tip)

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