Candy | Back to the Roots

Candy’s Sex Cafe and Hotel had its time. It was fun as it lasted, but now it’s time to move on.

In recent weeks, if not months, the Cafe was dead.

The Candy Girls moved to other places where they would be paid for their time instead of relying only on tips. In addition, I did not invest the time and money necessary to make the place a success.

Moving it to a small skybox didn’t help much, either. It doesn’t have the hotel character it used to have.

That doesn’t mean I will close the location. Group members can still ask for room services, and they can see on online indicators who is available for sex services.

From now on, it will be merely a service-on-demand location. That gives me the freedom to move on and do other things.

I am returning to work at Bar No.5. Those who follow my storyline know I had fun and profitable times there.

Do you remember when I started there as a waitress under my pledge not to become a sex worker?

As you know, that didn’t work out as planned. Eventually, I could not resist the temptation to make that easy dollar as a whore.

Later I became an outright slut at the place and fucked with anyone who wanted me and was prepared to pay for it.

Ever since Fiver moved away from the street whores region. At first, she opened a Bar No.5 at Hooker Hotel, then at several other places.

The flagship Bar No.5 is now in the port of Noir Wen City. That’s when I started to work again as a waitress selling beer, whisky, sake, and my sexy body.

The place is always busy when I get there. Fiver (the owner) knows how to retain her customers, and she has some vast spenders as guests.

I already had my first sex customer there and made my first 1200 L$.

This one wasn’t a regular bar customer. He was an old friend and customer who came to see me there.

You might as well remember him from one of Jessica’s old stories.

At first, he was only chatting with me and didn’t make any attempts to have sex with me. I had to take the initiative. I knew he would not be able to resist once I got started.

That worked well.

I went to the counter, stood beside him, and started teasing him. At first, I stroked over his jeans and then opened his jeans, letting my hand slide into them.

I found his cock rock hard already and started wanking him right there, sitting at the bar.

Of course, it was way too late for him to withdraw. He wanted me, and he fucked me right there at the bar.

As usual, he paid me afterward (1200 L$).

Gallery: Fucked at Bar No.5

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Bar No.5 in Noir Wen City