Tantra Massage in the Magazine Blesk for Women

Are you curious about what you experience during a tantra massage but feel embarrassed to ask? Blesk pro ženy brings you an open report from a tantric massage that will lift the veil on the exciting secrets of tantric massage (not only) for women.

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Blesk.cz tried a tantric massage! All the way to orgasm!

REPORT: You may have already heard about tantric massage. A friend told me about it, so I decided to find out what it feels like on my own skin and booked a session at a Prague salon. The masseuse showed me that a person should love their body, should take care of both their body and their soul, and above all – should know how to allow themselves to be pampered without guilt. And at the end, a pleasant bonus awaited me – a divine orgasm, the likes of which I had never dreamed of, not even in my wildest fantasies.

I had only heard about tantric massage from a friend, that is, from a male perspective. I therefore decided to find out what feelings I would have myself. The masseuse immediately led me and my photographer into a room where pleasant music was playing and it was very warm. She explained that this was so I would not feel cold during the massage, because I would be completely naked. Her directness was disarming.

We sat down with prepared tea and a bowl of fruit and started talking, while the photographer took pictures of the environment in which I would then enjoy myself for two hours.

The masseuse Anička gave me a short but concise introduction to tantra. Among other things, I learned that tantric massage is not an erotic massage, with which it is often confused.

“In tantra, the body is respected in a holistic way, it is perceived as an integrated whole, therefore it is massaged entirely, including the intimate area,” the masseuse explained.

However, it comes at a price. The De luxe massage, which I personally tried, costs quite a lot – up to 4,000 Czech crowns for 2.5 hours of care by an experienced masseuse or masseur.

Entering the intimate zone right at the beginning

After the introductory information, Anička and my photographer left the massage room, and I showered in the heart-shaped bathtub decorated with candles and rang the bell to let the masseuse know that I was ready for the massage. I must admit that I felt strange. A photographer and a stranger behind the door, heat in the room and warm water made me feel slightly intoxicated. In any case, I wrapped myself in a white scarf and gave the signal that they could come in.

In the meantime, Anička had changed. She was no longer wearing the ethereal green dress, but a burgundy scarf tied behind her neck. And then it began. She stepped very close to me, hugged me and pulled me toward her, and I could feel her fragrant breath. I do not know what kind of scent it was. It did not remind me of chewing gum or a fruity candy. In any case, it was pleasant. By stepping so close, she entered my intimate zone and I began to feel nervous and confused. And into that, the flashes of the camera… I preferred to close my eyes.

The masseuse moved her hands along my arms and legs with long strokes, breathing deeply and audibly, and I began to feel that I was sinking into myself and at the same time connecting with her through energies. After a while, Anička removed my scarf and continued the massage on my naked body only. Before that, she gave a signal to the photographer, who turned away. At least I hope so…

I began to perceive my body completely differently

Then we moved to the futon. There she covered me again and the photographing continued. After the head massage, during which she breathed into my ear – giving me goosebumps and almost bringing me to climax – I was treated to stroking with various feathers and the application of hot, wet towels. Forehead, neck, chest, abdomen, lower abdomen, and each leg separately down to the feet. At that point, I was without the cover and without the photographer, who had quietly left in the meantime. From the trance I was entering, I was awakened only by his: “Goodbye!”

Anička gently spread my legs and continued massaging me, occasionally lightly touching me in the groin area. She remained very close to me the entire time, so I felt the contact with her body. For me, this meant complete intimate connection.

I felt ashamed of my nakedness only at the beginning; after a while, the nervousness disappeared. I began to perceive only myself – just as I am. I accepted my body as part of myself, as something that belongs to me inseparably and for which there is no need to feel ashamed, no matter how I look and whatever complexes I may have, like most of us, especially women.

Then warm oil came into play, from my arms and breasts down to the tips of my toes. I was still lying on my back. After thorough warming, Anička whispered into my ear for me to turn onto my stomach and massaged me with oil from behind as well.

An unexpected orgasm

The subsequent massage with lava stones was very unusual. Anička glided them over my back, buttocks and thighs. She had to move them quickly, otherwise she would have burned my skin. Under the stones, I felt intense heat, but it did not hurt. When she reached the lower back area, I felt trembling and strange vibrations. Perhaps there was a connection of chakras or the awakening of kundalini energy, as Anička had tried to explain to me at the beginning of our meeting.

Then the masseuse gently massaged my intimate parts with her hands and again whispered into my ear for me to turn over, this time back onto my back, and I knew that things were getting serious. Nevertheless, I obeyed and lay on my back. I kept my legs timidly together, but Anička gently spread them. I felt waves of heat and arousal. I tried to breathe deeply to relax as much as possible.

Anička gradually touched all of my most intimate places, including the clitoris and the G-spot, yet everything was so natural and non-violent that I completely surrendered to her. And then it happened – out of nowhere, I reached a strong orgasm. For several seconds, I felt tingling in my hands and a strong need to cuddle up to her. I partially came out of the confused sensations only when she started massaging my head again.

Then she whispered to me to lie still for a while, take a shower, get dressed and ring the bell again so we could talk a bit more. Honestly, I could not get up for several minutes. I felt incredibly good and exhausted at the same time. When I finally forced myself to stand up, my legs were shaking as if I had run a marathon. I had to shower sitting down, my legs would not obey me.

After that, Anička and I talked for a few minutes about my experience, said goodbye, and I left with my knees still trembling. On the tram ride, I thought a lot about the whole experience and had to go for wine and a bloody steak to achieve a taste orgasm as well. The feeling of inner bliss lasted for several days. Tantric massage is simply worth it.