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While on a beach getaway with his girlfriend's family, a young man starts receiving increasingly daring and explicit text messages from his younger sister back home.

Incest Sexting Brother-Sister WhatsApp Chat Vacation
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Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years or older. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Two men sitting in a living room holding beer glasses, with a phone lighting up on a center table.

I was sitting on the sofa, finishing off a cold Kingfisher beer when my phone pinged. Sitting across from me was my girlfriend's dad, Balaji uncle, also clutching a glass in his hand. I picked up my mobile and saw that I had a WhatsApp message from my kid sister, Archana. I put my phone face down on the teapoy, not wanting to appear rude in front of her dad.

"Anything important, Prakash?" my girlfriend's dad asked, noticing the screen light up.

"Huh, no uncle, it's just from my kid sister."

After he had left the hall to grab some snacks, I picked my phone up and opened the chat. It was a picture of my baby sister, staring at the front camera, looking all goofy-eyed and dopey. Also, looking very pretty, but that wasn't something I really thought about. I began typing.

Me - what?

Archana - You took your sweet time.

Me - Sorry. Was talking. What's wrong? Enna aachu?

Archana - I need a favour. I'm studying. I need some help. Indian History, I know you were good at it.

Me - You're studying? It's eleven-thirty at night.

Archana - I know. I was out with friends earlier. I need to catch up. Anyway, it's about the Mughal empire.

So, after a couple of texts, I just gave up and called her. It seemed so much easier to explain over voice. Once we'd finished, she thanked me, and we said goodbye. A couple of minutes later, my phone beeped again.

A young couple walking hand-in-hand along a sandy beach during the daytime.

Archana - thanks again. You're the best brother.

Me - don't tell Mahesh that.

Mahesh was our elder brother. At twenty-five, he was a year older than me. He is married and lives a couple of hundred kilometers away in Bangalore. I'm Prakash, I'm twenty-four and still live at home in Chennai with my mom and dad and my kid sister, Archana, who has just turned nineteen and is in her first year of college. I'm currently staying at a beach house in ECR, having been invited to join my girlfriend and her parents on a weekend getaway. My girlfriend is called Shruti, and we have been dating for eighteen months.

Archana - how's your trip?

Me - good thanks.

Archana - what's it like with her parents?

Me - her dad's cool. Her mom doesn't really talk much. I find it difficult when aunty is around. Shruti says that's how she is and not to take it personally.

Archana - when are you coming home?

Me - Saturday. Are you missing me?

Archana - Yeah. I want my favourite brother back.

Me - what's with the favourite brother thing?

Archana - just missing you.

Me - see you Saturday.

That was the end of the messages. I didn't think any more of it, until the next day, about lunchtime, when my mobile pinged again. At that point, I was walking along the beach sands with Shruti.

A young man sitting alone on a hotel bed, looking down at his smartphone.

Archana - hey.

Me - hey. What's up?

Archana - just thought I'd say hi.

Me - hi. I'm with Shruti. Text me later.

A few minutes passed.

Me - shouldn't you be at college?

Archana - I am. It's lunchtime.

Me - ok.

At about four in the evening, I texted my sister. Shruti and her mom had gone to the supermarket down the East Coast Road, and her dad had gone for a walk near the backwaters. I was sitting on my bed under the AC, so I thought I'd see if she was okay.

Me - are you ok? I'm worried.

Archana - why?

Me - dunno. You keep messaging me. You don't normally.

Archana - like I said. Just missing you. Can't I miss my big brother?

Me - yeah, it's just not like you.

Archana - I'm just bored. Wanna have some fun.

Me - what sort of fun?

Archana - just fun. It's so boring here.

Me - why don't you get a friend to come over?

Archana - it's a weeknight. You know mom and dad's rules.

Me - sure. Just text a friend then.

Archana - they're all studying. Boring!!!!!!!! Don't you like me texting you?

Me - yeah it's ok, it's just I'm with Shruti and her folks. They might wonder why I'm sending you loads of texts on a vacation.

A close-up of a phone screen showing a text message conversation with multiple question marks.

Archana - I'll stop then.

Me - no don't. It's good to hear from you. We don't seem to talk much these days. I just figured out it's cos you find your big brother uncool!

Archana - what are you doing right now?

Me - texting you.

Archana - no dummy!!

Me - everyone's out.

Archana - your on your own.

Me - *you're.

Archana - thanks professor. What you doing?

Me - sitting on the bed. You?

Archana - same. On my bed.

Me - doing what?

Archana - secret******

Me - what does that mean?

Archana - it means secret******.

Me - ok. Just asking.

Archana - are you and S getting much action?

Me - ?????

Archana - sex.

Me - ARCHANA????????

Archana - just a question.

Me - none of your business.

Archana - mom's home. Do this later. Please.

Shruti wasn't feeling well during this vacation and was going to bed early each night, blaming the coastal heat. So the answer to my sister's question was in fact no, I wasn't getting much action! Her mom also tended to retire to her room early, which left me and her dad, Balaji uncle, to sit up in the hall, drink beers, and chat each night. I think we both appreciated the chance to get to know each other better.

A photo on a smartphone showing a young Indian woman lying in bed, the blanket covering her chest but shoulders bare.

At about ten-thirty, he was watching a Tamil movie on the TV, so I picked up my phone and sent a text to my sister.

Me - hey

Her reply was a picture of her sitting up in her bed, the cotton AC quilt pulled over her. I noticed her arm and shoulders were completely bare.

Me - nice!!!!

Archana - thanks. What you doing?

Me - watching tv.

Archana - not in bed with your hot gf!?

Me - she's not well. What are you doing?

Archana - thinking about you.

Me - thinking what about me?

Archana - wondering if you'd text.

Me - here I am.

We chatted for a while about college, my beach trip, mom, and dad. Nothing major. She told me about her friends and about a senior boy at college who'd asked her out. She'd said no. Then there was silence for a few minutes, before another WhatsApp notification popped up.

Archana - so are you bored? Just you and the dad?

Me - a bit.

Archana - wanna have some fun?

Me - you said that before. What do you want? Some forwards or jokes?

Archana - what are you wearing right now?

Me - what's that matter?

Archana - just answer.....

Me - t-shirt and shorts why? You?

Text messages displaying rapid back and forth conversation with multiple exclamation points.

She sent me another picture. Similar to before, but I noticed the covers were pulled slightly lower down this time.

Me - you're pretty. Is that what you want me to say?

Archana - it's a start. Thanks.

Me - you're really bored aren't you?

Archana - yup....

Me - can't you text Meena?

Her best friend.

Archana - do you want me to stop texting you? Am I annoying you?

Me - no.....it's just unusual.

Archana - I was just thinking about you is all.

Me - why?

Archana - just. It's dull here without you.

Me - it's not like I'm there a lot anyway with my job.

Archana - can you stop asking why and thinking something's wrong and just go with it.

Me - are you angry?

Archana - just wanna spend some time with my brother.

Me - I'm kilometres away in ECR......

Archana - texting will do. Look I needed your help last night with my studies and then I guessed I thought it was nice to hear from you. Ok?

Me - ok.

Archana - ????????

Me - what????????? What does that mean?

Archana - Ask me a question. Any question.

Me - why?

Archana - was that your question? Just a bit of fun.

Me - what? Like truth or dare? By text?

Archana - great idea brother!!!!!!!! Let's do that!!!!

A photo sent via text of a young woman standing in front of a mirror with the word 'sorry' written on it in lipstick.

Me - nah!!!!

Archana - you shithead!

Me - ????

Archana - I wanna have fun!!

Me - ask me a question then.

Archana - Are you and S getting much action?

Me - you asked that before. No, she's been sick this week.

Archana - your turn. Ask away.....

Me - why did you reject the boy at college?

Archana - didn't wanna go out with him. Easy. Who's your favourite sibling? Me or Mahesh?

Me - stupid question. I love you both. Are you insecure?

Archana - is that your question?

Me - yes.

Archana - no I'm just bored. Do you think mom and dad are going to split up?

Me - no. I chatted to dad recently. No. Is that why you're doing this?

Archana - no. Have you ever cheated on a girlfriend?

Me - fuck where did that come from? Why?

Archana - Part of the game. Answer!

Me - that's stupid. I'm not going to play if you do that. The answer is no but if I had I wouldn't tell you.

Archana - your turn.

Me - goodnight Archana.

I put my phone down. I was puzzled by my sister's behaviour. I couldn't tell what was wrong. Then my phone buzzed again. It was from Archana. A picture of her standing in her track pants and tee in front of her mirror with the word 'sorry' written in lipstick on the glass. That made me laugh.

A phone screen displaying a text chain filled with playful insults and rapid messages.

I texted her.

Me - you're funny.

Archana - did I cheer you up?

Me - yeah.

Archana - are you grumpy cos your gf won't have sex?

Me - ok I know your game. You're trying to piss me off. Get a reaction. I won't let you!

Another text came through. A picture of my kid sister pulling a funny face.

Me - weirdo.

Archana - freak

Me - loser

Archana - fucker

Me - inbred mutant

Archana - small penis

Me - don't get any complaints there

Archana - liar

Me - retard

Archana - perv

Me - virgin

Archana - ok. Enough. I win!

Me - how do you win?

Archana - I say so. My question- do you masturbate a lot?

Me - none of your business.

Archana - that's a yes then.

Me - do you?

Archana - what do you think I was doing earlier when I was in bed and you asked me? I replied secret******

Me - oh.

Archana - is that all you can say?

Me - why are you telling me this?

Archana - fun.....remember what that is?

Me - you're just trying to get a reaction. You always do it, all your life.

A dimly lit living room window viewed from the outside, showing a silhouetted figure inside.

Archana - and did I get a reaction?

Me - no cos I'm not rising to you this time.

Archana - no I mean did I get a reaction from you? Or should that be erection?

Me - ????? are you asking did I get hard when my sister told me she was playing with herself?

Archana - and?

Me - ok that's your game. Well no, I didn't...

Archana - awwww I'm sad now......

Me - good....

Archana - have you ever been caught? Masturbating?

I sighed. I was annoyed with myself because once again my little sister had drawn me into her game. She did this to everyone, all her life. She had a way of taking you to places you didn't want to go, literally. I sighed again. Well, two can play this game.

Me - Yes. Mom caught me. I was in the living room naked and she came home early from the temple one day. She stood outside at the window and watched me.

Archana - she watched you?

Me - yeah for about two minutes!! I don't know why, I didn't know she was there.

Archana - it's weird that she watched you.

Me - I think she was just shocked. Have you ever been caught?

Archana - Meena caught me, at her house. Dad nearly caught me. And Meena's dad nearly caught me.

An older man sitting on a sofa watching TV while a younger man stands near the kitchen holding a beer bottle.

Me - sounds like you need to be more careful!!

Archana - can I tell you a secret?

Me - sounds like you want to.

Archana - I like the idea of getting caught. It kinda turns me on.

Me - stop right there!

Archana - seriously. I have fantasies about getting caught and then 'things' happening.

Me - I don't wanna hear your fantasies.

Archana - but I want to tell you.

Me - why?

Archana - cos it turns me on and I'm really horny right now.

Me - goodnight Archana

I put my phone down on the sofa and went to the kitchen to get another Kingfisher from the fridge.

"Ok Prakash?"

It was Balaji uncle. I had forgotten he was in the room watching TV, completely absorbed in the movie.

"Just my sister, uncle. She's having some kind of crisis."

"I thought you seemed lost, macha. You seemed miles away."

"Sorry."

I took a sip of beer and my phone chimed again.

"Seems her crisis isn't over yet," Balaji uncle joked warmly.

I rolled my eyes, offered a polite smile, and picked up my phone. It was a picture from Archana, standing in just her bra and panties holding a card with 'sorry' written on it.

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A smartphone screen showing a text conversation and a blurred photo of a woman in lingerie holding a 'sorry' card.

Another text followed immediately.

Archana - got your attention yet?

Me - yes but......just behave ok?

Archana - sorry. Just bored and horny I guess.

Me - if you're horny you need to go somewhere else to get off. Don't come to me. I'm your brother.

Archana - don't you think I'm pretty?

Me - yes you are very pretty but I'm with my girlfriend and her parents so now is not the time to talk about how pretty and horny you are.

Archana - so there is a time to talk about it? Is that what you're saying?

Me - ?

Archana - you're saying now's not the time. Does that mean there is another time.

Me - you're very pretty ok. What else do you want.

Archana - my fantasy is that I get caught playing with myself. It really turns me on. I fantasise that it's a lecturer or dad or you or Mahesh and it gets me really wet. That time that Meena's dad nearly caught me I did it on purpose. I wanted him to catch me. Not that I fancy him or anything but I just wanted him to catch me. It really excites me.

Me - ok.

Archana - have you ever seen me naked?

Me - when you were little I used to help mom change your clothes.

Archana - I mean now, like now I'm not a child?

Me - no.

A young man looking stressed, staring at his phone while sitting alone in a dimly lit living room.

I was playing it calm. Like I said, I know her game. To get people to play along. I had already confessed to the time mom caught me jerking off. I didn't want to go too far. And yet......and yet.... I was shocked to realise I had a raging erection pressing against my shorts.

Archana - I've seen Mahesh naked. Last time I stayed at their house in Bangalore I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. As I opened the bedroom door, Mahesh came out the bathroom completely naked. We both apologised and that was the end of it.

Me - did it turn you on?

I hit send and immediately regretted it. She had drawn me in.

Archana - no not really. But I wished it had been the other way round. He had caught me.

Me - why?

Archana - I wanted him to see me. You know I'm really wet right now.

Me - TMI

Archana - you're funny. I'm glad we can have this conversation.

Me - sounds like you need to get it off your chest. You must be really frustrated.

Archana - ?

Me - you know. A lot of built up sexual energy.

Archana - is that your way of saying I need a fuck?

Me - you need to......yeah probably!!!!!!!

Archana - I'm rubbing my pussy right now. Oh god, yes.

Me - goodnight

I put the phone down on the cushion. At the same time, Balaji uncle got up, stretched, and said goodnight. I was alone in the hall. And I was still rock hard.

A dark empty living room with a sofa facing away from the kitchen doorway.

I picked up my mobile again.

Me - ok you win you've got my attention.

No reply.

After about ten agonizing minutes, she replied.

Archana - sorry. Just saw your message. I was 'busy'. Mmm, yeah.

Me - were you........?

Archana - I can confirm.

Me - oh.

Archana - oh.

Me - you've got me curious now. Tell me about the time dad nearly caught you.

I had to admit I was feeling incredibly horny. But I didn't want her to know that.

Archana - I was in the hall late one night. You were all in bed. I stripped naked and was busy doing it when I heard someone in the kitchen. I was naked, with my knees up high, my feet up on the sofa and my legs spread wide and someone was in the kitchen! I quickly covered my pussy with a cushion and my chest with my arm when dad came in the hall to get water. You know the layout so the kitchen door was behind the sofa so he could only see my back but it was close.

Me - fantastic!

Archana - I know. I think he knew what I was doing because he seemed embarrassed and for about a week after he seemed a bit awkward around me. But it really excited me. It's making me wet again just thinking about it. Ahh.

A close-up of a text thread showing explicit confessions and tension between two contacts.

Me - me and Shruti got caught fucking by her uncle. Last Diwali. We were in the hall. Same thing we didn't hear him coming down the stairs and he walked in on us.

Archana - did he see anything?

Me - he saw the lot. Everything.

Archana - that is soooo hot!!!

Me - Shruti just laughed and said she'd had a crush on him for years.

Archana - if it helps I'm doing it again. Oh yes.

Me - TMI

Archana - what?

Me - you're doing it again. I don't wanna know what you're doing.

Archana - do you want a picture?

Me - goodnight. I mean it this time.

Archana - spoilsport. Tomorrow? Text me again tomorrow. I'll be home from college about five.

Me - goodnight.........

Archana - what does ......mean?

Me - nothing. Not everything has to mean something.

Archana - huh?

Me - just go off and masturbate. I'll text you tomorrow. And if it helps your masturbation session.........I've been hard for about an hour....

She never replied. I went up to the bedroom, totally confused by the evening's events. Had my sister and I just been confessing things to each other? Had I been flirting with her? With each other? And was I really getting turned on by it? I cuddled up with Shruti under the AC quilt and soon fell asleep.

A man and a woman sitting on a rock by the ocean, the man showing her something on his phone.

In the morning I woke up. Shruti was already awake and offered to bring me a filter coffee in bed. Once she left the room, I picked up my cellphone. I looked at the WhatsApp chat and remembered the conversation between myself and my sister. I read through them all, starting at the beginning, trying to ignore the erection I was getting under the sheets. After one last look, I deleted the chat history. Later that morning Shruti and I went out for a walk.

We were sitting on a rock near the shore, staring out to sea and talking when my phone beeped. I took one look at it and saw it was from my kid sister. My heart skipped a beat, and I realised that I was excited to continue our conversation....

"Who is it, Prakash?" asked Shruti, when she saw me looking intently at my screen.

It was a picture of my sister, taken at the college campus, pulling a funny face. I showed Shruti.

"Your sister's mad," she laughed.

I nodded.

"Why is she doing that?" she asked.

"Oh you know Archana, always trying to get some attention."

I texted back.

Me - Shruti says hi.

Archana - ah ok. Later. Text me when you can.

A man wearing a white singlet and shorts sitting alone on a sofa in the dark, looking at his glowing phone.

It was ten minutes to midnight when I finally got a chance to text her. Finally, everyone had gone to bed and I was in the hall on my own, wearing a banian and shorts. I couldn't deny that all afternoon and evening I had been able to think of little else but messaging my sister, and wondering which direction the conversation would go tonight.

Me - hi.

Archana - so you finally got round to me did you? I thought you had forgotten me.

Me - sorry.

Archana - how's Shruti?

Me - getting better. She's in bed now. How are you? Have you got over yesterday's drama?

Archana - what drama?

Me - you were in a strange mood.

Archana - I was bored and horny.

Me - I noticed. Anyway, I'm sorry.

Archana - sorry for what?

Me - well if I wrote anything that embarrassed you.

Archana - you didn't. I'm not embarrassed. It's just a bit of fun.

Me - can't you text someone else when you're bored and horny?

Archana - maybe, but as I happened to be texting you I thought I'd just carry on. And see if you wanted to play.

Me - do you do this with Mahesh?

Archana - what with Mahesh. Send him texts, tell him I'm masturbating!?

Me - yeah.......

A phone displaying a photo of a woman's bare cleavage, held by a man's hand in a dark room.

Archana - not yet. But I might one day. Who knows? But at the moment I've got you. Just relax, I'm not embarrassed. I'm nineteen and horny. Weren't you at my age?

Me - still am......

Archana - good. Let's have some fun. What are you wearing right now?

Me - banian and shorts.

Archana - send me a pic......

I sighed heavily, took a photo of myself on the sofa, and sent it to her. In return, she sent me a photo of herself sitting in bed, with the sheets up to her neck.

Me - seen that one before. A few times.

So then she sent me another photo. This one the sheets were pulled down slightly, and just the slightest hint of her dark nipple was visible over the fabric.

Me - please don't send me tit pics.....

Archana - why?

Me - you're my sister. I'm twenty-four, you're nineteen. I've got a steady girlfriend and she's upstairs asleep right now. Any more reasons needed?

Her bold reply was to send me another photo, this one showing me both her breasts, fully exposed, plump and bare to the camera.

I didn't reply for over half an hour. It was now nearly one in the morning.

A man staring intently at his glowing smartphone screen, an expression of conflict on his face.

I wanted to be pissed off. I should be pissed. I should be able to tell her to stop, to grow up, to behave appropriately. I wanted to do that. But instead, I kept looking at my cellphone, opening the picture of her naked breasts. They were beautiful, a fact that I didn't want to acknowledge. After much thinking, I decided to play her game. I knew I would, that I couldn't go to sleep without seeing where this intense rush would lead.

Me - do you mind knowing that your brother has seen a picture of your tits?

Archana - finally. Where have you been? Jerking off?

Me - not yet.

Did I really just send that?

Archana - oh so you like them then?

Me - they're lovely.

Archana - thanks.

Me - so after what you told me yesterday, it really excites you that your brother has seen that photo?

Archana - yep. Oh yes.

Me - so what now?

Archana - it's a shame you're hundreds of kilometres away. If you were here I reckon you'd be straight into my room to feel them.

Me - and would you let me?

I knew I was crossing the absolute line, but the alternative was to switch off my phone and go up to bed. Being somewhat sex starved this week, I knew I couldn't do that.

A close-up of a text message thread with explicit conversation, glowing brightly in the dark.

Archana - ah so you admit you would want to.

Me - maybe, or maybe I'm just playing.

Archana - I'd let you. Yes please.

Me - or I could just go upstairs and do the same to Shruti's.

Archana - she's asleep and I'm not and I'm naked and wet.

Me - how wet?

Archana - very. I'm wet for my big brother........

Me - you're just teasing....

In return I got another picture. This time of two of her fingers. The tips were glistening heavily with moisture.

Archana - that's how wet. And I wish it was your cock not my fingers....

Me - you'd run a mile if I tried to put my cock in you!

Archana - maybe you'll have to try.

Me - how did this conversation get like this? Two days ago you message me asking for help with your history homework and now we're talking about me trying to fuck you?

She didn't reply for about ten minutes.

Archana - sorry, I have college in the morning and it's after one. I have to go. Text me tomorrow night.

Me - are you ok?

Archana - I'm fine. Prakash I just came thinking about you fucking me. I'm exhausted!!!!! Goodnight.

I didn't reply. I just pulled down my shorts right there in the hall and jerked off. Thinking about my little sister.

A man sneaking out of a bedroom in the dark, holding his phone, while a woman sleeps in the bed behind him.

The next night was Friday night. The last night of the vacation. Tomorrow I would be home in Chennai and in the same house as my sister. We had sexted. I don't know how it started, but it had. And despite having had numerous chances to stop it, I had carried on. I had deleted the messages, but not before saving the image of her tits in a locked private folder on my phone.

Shruti led me up to bed at about ten, and despite her still not feeling a hundred percent, we had sex. I came hard and a lot. She joked about how built up I must have been because I was really energetic in our lovemaking. Once she had fallen asleep, I crept out of the bed and went downstairs. It was just after midnight.

Me - are you awake?

Archana - I was just about to send naked pics to Mahesh. Thinking you had got bored with me!!

Me - you weren't.

Archana - Joking!! Hey listen...... I thought next time I stay at Mahesh and Deepa's in Bangalore, they've invited me in two weeks, I might try and let him see me naked. You know, return the favour. What do you think?

Me - are you serious?

Archana - maybe. You know it turns me on.

A bright phone screen showing a grid of incoming photos in a dark room.

Me - did you like seeing him naked?

Archana - Ok, here goes..........yes I admit that seeing my older brother naked, did turn me on and yes I have been diddling myself regularly since it happened. Happy?

Me - seriously?

Archana - yeah, you know I've fantasised about fucking him ever since. Downstairs on his sofa while his wife sleeps upstairs. But I also fantasise about fucking you. And dad. And Meena's dad. And her little brother. And Balaji uncle.

Me - I never know when you're being serious.....

Archana - come to my room tomorrow night and find out....

Me - yeah right.

Archana - send me a dick pic.

Me - no.

My phone buzzed and a picture of her lying on her bed completely naked appeared. And then more. All nudes, getting more graphic and explicit. Her tits, her pussy, her cunt lips in close up, her juicy wet cunt pulled open by her fingers. Eight pictures in total.

Me - stop. STOP!

Archana - I want you so much right now.

Me - STOP. You don't mean it.

Archana - I'm turning my phone off now. Come to my room tomorrow night. After mom and dad have gone to bed.

Me - what if I don't?

Archana - you will.

And I did......

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