A Non Traditional Family

It all began with the Jeong family celebration of the Korean New Year, which is the first day of the Korean lunisolar calendar, perhaps the most important holiday to Koreans.

As busy as the Jeongs were, Minho and his wife Yujin always celebrated what was an important holiday in their culture.

This was different, a rare weekend when Minho would mot be at his family restaurant at night.

With the younger daughter Jia deep into her studies at Cambridge and the older daughter Seoyun busy at work as an up and coming solicitor, the family had not been together in the same place in a couple of years. So having everyone together was a cause for celebration beyond just the Korean New Year they were celebrating.

Their parents Minho and Yujin were elated, and when Jia found out her older sister was bringing a boyfriend, and more importantly that their parents had not objected to it, she decided to invite her own boyfriend. He was a somewhat older man she had met away from Cambridge, he was not a student.

The story picks up as the older daughter arrives, fresh off a train from Manchester where the law office she works out of is located.

Seoyun was met by her mother at the door, with Seoyun hugging her mother Yujin, both women just below average South Korean height at 5’2” or so, and they could pass for sisters if Yujin were younger, and pictures from her days in college showed this clearly.

And pictures on the wall did, when the mother was in your young twenties she was the spitting image of her older daughter, and added to that she was still lovely, not yet being forty years old.

Both women were petite, having slender builds, brown eyes and black hair. Yujin looked up and saw a slender white man who introduced himself as Nigel in a West Country English accent.

“Nigel, marm, it is a pleasure to finally meet you,” the man said in a friendly voice, extending his hand.

Yujin smiled and took his hand for a formal handshake, “it is good to meet you Nigel, welcome to our home.” Yujin’s accent was thick, she had lived in the UK for more than two decades, but had been raised in Incheon, South Korea. She would speak with a thick accent for the rest of her life, her husband however spoke clean English however, as did her daughters. All being born in the UK.

A bit later Minho got home from the restaurant, as he managed it and had long given up the cooking and day to day activity to other staff. He still remained on site quite often, as he understood the menu and could help if something was wrong. He also had the pull to solve staffing or other problems quickly.

But with his daughters coming home he began a three day holiday, as not to have his work interfere in what should be a very happy occasion.

The Jeong house was a large one by UK standards, near the golf club in New Malden. It had five bedrooms with a den, so plenty of room for guests, and they had well prepared their home for company.

Their family meals tended to be traditional Korean in nature, but Yujin had made the effort to pack their pantry with a variety of more traditional British snacks. US soft drinks were in the pantry, and she even bought some Tetley breakfast tea, in case it was going to be needed.

Minho and Yujin could not help but notice that Jia was late, an odd thing as she was on campus at Cambridge not more than two hours away by train.

Not long before dinner Jia arrived, the family hearing her pull up with her boyfriend in what looked like a new Jaguar F-Type. It was a sleek and loud coupe, all in black.

As Jia walked to the front door with her boyfriend, her mom did a double take as she looked out the window, as Jia was arm in arm with what looked like a 6’5” black man. Dark skin, broad shoulders, and well appointed dreadlocks.

Jia and her mother hugged, and Jia was even shorter than her mother at 5’ flat, wearing some heels didn’t help. Jia at 5’ flat, and at 115 pounds outweighed both her sister and mother, despite being quite short otherwise.

This left her with curves that looked pretty great on Jia’s tiny frame, with a narrow waist, an ass built in the gym, nice hips, and c cup breasts that were a very nice fit for her tiny frame.

Yujin smiled and stepped back to look at her daughter, who was a remarkably beautiful young woman, 18 years old and halfway to 19.

Yujin then looked up the well built man before her, having not met a lot of black men and very few men at all who were as large as he was. Not just 6’5”, but Jia’s boyfriend was probably 235 pounds at least, a man Jia met in the gym where they both explored fitness through lifting weights.

“Hey there marm,” the young man said happily. Yujin extended her hand for a handshake, the proper greeting for someone just met in Korea, a hug being for close family and only for special occasions like this where they have not seen each other recently.

The large man pulled Jia’s mom into a hug, and outweighing her by 130 pounds what could she do? It wasn’t a romantic hug, but it did last a few long moments.

Jia intervened and gently pulled her boyfriend away, knowing her mother would be uncomfortable, “mom, this is Nolan…”

Nolan looked at his girlfriends mother and smiled, “nice to meet you…”

“And you as well Nolan,” Yujin replied, stepping away and taking his hand for a more formal greeting. “Welcome to our home.”

Yujin was shaken for a moment at how large Nolan was, then stared at her hand inside of the large man’s grip for a handshake. And his hand made hers look like a small child’s by comparison.

Nolan then walked in with Jia and met her father Minho, not a short man by Korean standards at 5’7”, but quite short compared to the large black man. But Minho was polite, kept eye contact and shook hands.

Soon dinner was served, with Minho making them all some Bulgogi (Korean Barbeque beef) and rice. He wanted to start them on something they had likely eaten before, and it was well received.

Dinner conversation was polite, as Yujin and Seoyun discussed her rising status as a solicitor, a young defense lawyer. Yujin enjoyed this, as it had been her field of study before she had children, and she currently worked part time as a legal aid in the field.

Seoyun’s boyfriend Nigel also worked as a solicitor, but with a different firm as to avoid anything improper at work. Nigel was a year older than Seoyun, but their career arcs appeared to be quite well matched.

Jia spoke with her father about the restaurant, seeming to be disinterested by the field of law, and Nolan was even less interested.

In between large helpings at dinner, Nolan told Jia’s father he wasn’t in college, which startled the older man. Minho complimented his car, and asked if he had already completed university, and Nolan shook his head no and smiled.

“I have my own business,” he replied in a deep voice. “We are expanding, but I bought into a local import / export business, and business is good. No fancy university degree needed, just a good work ethic, the ability to…problem solve, and not letting people step on you.”

Minho smiled at the younger man, liking the entrepreneurial spirit. “That is true of all business young man, well done then…”

Jia smiled as her father changed the subject, as her worry had been that her father would focus on her boyfriend not being in college, or that he would press too much in his business, thankfully he did not.

Dinner was over soon enough, and as it had been a long day of travel for their daughters, the Jeong parents did not press for anything else that night, they had a long three day weekend ahead of them.

They were soon getting ready for bed, as the younger daughter Jia checked in on her father, in the den tending to his business as he normally did in the evening.

The upcoming menus, the status of their stores for the restaurant, the bills, he could lose himself in that and often did. And as she often did, his youngest daughter sat with him to make sure he was doing well.

Their conversation was as superficial as it ever was, as Minho was distracted by work, but Jia still enjoyed time with her father. Soon enough she gave him a subtle kiss on the forehead, looking around first as Minho had never been big on public displays of affection, then she headed upstairs to bed.

Soon they heard a car leave, and the daughters knew their mother was off to the store, likely missing something for a meal the next day. Jia looked down the stairs and saw the light on in the den, and then she smiled at her boyfriend. “We have a few minutes Nolan…” she said softly, “we have to keep it down a bit”.

Nolan smiled widely and pulled Jia into the bedroom, barely letting her close the door to er childhood bedroom, as he began to take his clothing off.

The Jeong family had inherited the house from Minho’s father, who had founded the restaurant and had died in his forties from a severe heart attack.

The girls had never known want, never known poverty, and coming from a family of means they had even been shielded from what remained of a deep anti-Asian racism in the UK.

So they had been sheltered, raised in a nice house behind a gate, sitting on a prestigious golf club. And their parents had always leaned more to being progressive, so the girls had been allowed to date, and to date whom they wanted to.

For Seoyun that had been a series of men in university, who would be considered a good family match to her family’s means. Now it was Nigel, a young man who didn’t knock her off of her feet, but who had always been good to her and would long earn a very nice living.

For Jia it was Nolan, who was 28 years old but took care of himself in the gym so well he looked younger, and who had never been to university a day in his life.

But he was a man who would be able to provide, and who was preparing Jia to provide for herself, so in her mind he was a good match as well. And if he was ever willing to marry her, or have chicken with her, she believed a tall lover would give her tall children, certainly taller than herself at five feet tall on a good day.

Seoyun was lying with Nigel, both of them dressed in their pajamas, as was their practice when she slept over. At first they didn’t hear any shouting or screaming, they heard a thumping against the wall.

‘Thump, thump, thump, thump,’ in rhythm, and it continued. Seoyun looked at Nigel and smiled, they knew what was happening in the next room. ‘Thump, thump, thump, thump…”

In the next room, Nolan was behind Jia, who was on her knees facing the wall, her hands on the headboard, and the large black man was fucking her quite hard. She had the bedsheet in her mouth to help her stifle her moans, and she needed it, as his fairly large cock was driven into her she obviously enjoyed it.

Nolan gripped her shapely ass tightly, holding her ass at the top of her hips, working her up and down on his unprotected cock.

“That’s it baby,” Nolan said in a soft voice. “Take that cock Jia…take it all baby…”

“Give it to me daddy,” she replied softly, letting the sheet out of her mouth. “Give me that cock…but you have to hurry, my parents won’t be long.”

“Fuck them Jia,” he replied. “This is my time right now, we don’t get a lot of time together, we are going to make the most of this…”

Back in the other room her sister had hear ear to the wall and was listening in, smiling. Nigel had wrapped a pillow around his head to block the sound, but Seoyun was quite interested.

As she listened to her younger sister get fucked, she softly touched her breast and squeezed it.

A few minutes later, Yujin pulled up in the driveway, and moments later the front door opened, with the tell tale chirp of the alarm sensor. Jia heard this, and turned back to her lover Nolan.

“You close baby?” She said, out of breath. “We need to finish…are you going to cum for me baby?”

“You got it whore…” Nolan said with a smile, lay down Jia, push those big titties together.”

In a smooth motion Nolan pulled out and Jia laid down before him, sideways on the bed. Her perky and full tits pushed together by jar arms. As Nolan knelt above her, Jia smiled and licked her lips as she stared at the head of his cock, as he was jerking off towards her mouth.

“Her it comes Jia, open wide baby…” Nolan said as quietly as he could as his girlfriend opened her mouth as wide as she could and suck out her tongue for him.

Then Nolan had a powerful orgasm, with several strong spurts of cum erupting from his cock. One crossed her face, the second landed nearly entirely in her mouth, and the last landed on her forehead.

Nolan then slowed his pace, releasing additional drops of cum into her mouth, then as she swallowed he rubbed the tip of his cock all over her face.

“You look even more beautiful that way,” Nolan said softly. “My little whore…covered in cum like a dirty white should be.”

Jia was unbothered by this, smiling at her lover, blowing him a kiss before sliding out of bed.

Jia stepped into the hall bathroom quickly, a brief walk of shame wearing a cum facial. She was naked, but the bathroom was close, she didn’t worry too much about not having any clothing on.

By the time Jia returned to her room, Nolan was asleep, and not long after her door closed, Seoyun stepped out of her room and into the bathroom. She hadn’t heard the shower run, she knew her sister hadn’t showered.

Seoyun looked in the cabinet at the laundry basket with a couple of towels in it. Her mother had of course done all of the laundry before they came, leaving fresh towels in the bathroom, including the hand towel which had been by the sink.

Seoyun picked up the towels and inspected them, finding both soiled as she expected, one more than another. She gathered some of what she knew to be semen on her finger and brought it to her nose to smell it, closing her eyes and smiling as she smelled the musky scent.

She then gathered more from each of the towels, until two of her fingers had a good amount of what she knew to be the large black man’s cum.

Then she took a deep breath and pushed her fingers into her mouth and b appeared to orgasm at the favor as she visibly sucked her fingers clean.

Soon after Seoyun went back to bed, and laid next to Nigel just as she heard her mother and father go to bed.