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(This is my first post on this subreddit. Here's post 1 and post 2 since I don't show them on my profile for obvious reasons.)

So I last updated about my mother and me 3 months ago. I didn't plan to update again because I thought we had established her limits and did not expect any more changes, but people here told me to keep an open mind and keep trying to increase intimacy because she might want more. I'm glad I listened. They were right.

My mother and I recently went on a cruise to Alaska. It was a really nice time and very easy for a wheelchair user like me. The ship was easy to explore and had lots of activities. Mostly families and older folks on the trip, so nothing crazy, just very relaxing.

Being away from the house and on our own created an unexpected dynamic between us. My mother was more playful and excited than usual, almost like she was feeling younger. We went to shows and had nice meals and spent a lot of time just watching the ocean together. We shared an accessible cabin.

I still had to do my daily things for my disability and my mother continued our routine of inspecting me for pressure sores, massaging lotion into my body, and helping me masturbate before putting on my catheter. But being someplace new made things more intimate as it felt like we were almost a couple on a honeymoon or an escape.

I remembered the advice I got and was was more active with my mother and she responded more than I expected. More flirting and touching and cuddling. The big shift came on our fourth night of the trip. We saw a fun comedy show that had us laughing a lot. We had cocktails after and watched the ocean and it was very cozy. Back at the cabin, my mother had just finished showering and was in her shirt and panties for the night. We were being much more affectionate and I told her to come and lie down with me so we could talk more. She hesitated, but then joined me in bed.

I held her like that, enjoying her damp skin and fresh smell as we talked about the show. I began feeling her breasts and then lifted her shirt to kiss them. I usually stop there but this time I moved my hand lower to her pussy. She turned her head away and shifted her body and I thought she was going to stop me like she did before. Instead, she was making it easier to open her legs for me.

She had never allowed me to touch her pussy before so I was very excited, but stayed calm. I massaged her pussy through her panties as I kissed her breasts. She kept her face turned away from me but I could feel her body reacting and her breath getting faster.

I put my hand down her panties, watching her reaction but she didn't stop me. Her pubic hair was thick but I found her clit and started to massage it. She was wet which really thrilled me. She still kept her head turned away and her eyes closed, almost pretending like it wasn't happening? But I could feel her hand stroking the back of my head so I knew she was encouraging my touch. I thought I could make her orgasm but she stopped me eventually and said, "That's enough." We held each other a little longer not talking, then she said we needed sleep and went to her bed.

I was so thrilled by what had happened. I think we crossed a boundary that made my mother accept our situation more. After that, she finished each day by coming to my bed at night after her shower. Still no kissing, but we were more intimate in bed, almost like being lovers. It was strange talking to crew and others as mother and son during the day, then being sexual when alone in our room.

On the seventh night, I gave my mother oral sex for the first time. I kissed from her breasts down to her stomach, waiting for her to stop me but she didn't. I nuzzled her pussy through her panties, and then started to tug them down. She lifted her hips and let me take them off and I got to see her fully naked for the first time. I kissed her mound but the bed was too narrow and I was almost falling off so I got back into my chair so I could roll up to the bed while she scooted to the edge and spread her legs for me. It was clumsy and kind of unromantic but it worked. Once we got over the initial awkwardness, it was wonderful, and the best part was my mother looking down at me and watching me instead of turning her head away and closing her eyes like she always did before.

As someone suggested, I brought my penis pump on the trip and hoped we could use it. We used the pump the night before the end of the trip. My mother pretended to be irritated when I told her I brought it, but she was still very fascinated by my full erection, like last time. She stroked it and sucked it and I enjoyed watching her, even though I could not feel anything because of the constrictor band.  She got on the bed and straddled me and guided my cock inside her. I still couldn't feel her pussy and could only lay there, but it was an amazing experience to watch her ride and enjoy herself.

When she was finished, she lay on top of me very tired and panting. I tried to kiss her, but she still refused to do that even after what we had done. She took off the constrictor band and made me orgasm like usual, and we were both surprised by how large my ejaculation was this time compared to usual. She then left me to put on a fresh catheter while she went to the bathroom. I was disappointed she wouldn't kiss. Maybe it's weird to fixate on it, but I really want to make out with her because it is so intimate and sensual, but I've given up on it for now. It is clearly a boundary she won't cross and I have to respect that.

Now we are home and sadly it feels like our old routine has returned. I have tried to initiate sex but she is very reluctant. I think being home makes her feel more maternal and maybe guilty, so I try to be as casual and playful as possible. One thing we kept is her cuddling with me in bed which I love.

I am not a psychologist but I think my mother is still struggling with the fact that she got pleasure from her son. Before she could excuse masturbating me as purely helping me with my disability. That's why her nipples getting hard when I sucked them bothered her so much at first. Now that we have had sex and she had an orgasm, I think she is struggling to adapt to the reality of our relationship. It's an ongoing process that I have to let her work out for herself while showing my support and love for her. Eventually I hope she will want to have sex with me again. If not, I am happy for what we do share. And we can always book another cruise together!

It's amazing that this all stated a year ago when I was told I needed surgery that would leave me bed-bound for months. I was so depressed at the time, but it led to everything that has happened with my mother.

(Here's post 1 and post 2 since I don't show them on my profile for obvious reasons.)

So I last updated about my mother and me 3 months ago. I didn't plan to update again because I thought we had established her limits and did not expect any more changes, but people here told me to keep an open mind and keep trying to increase intimacy because she might want more. I'm glad I listened. They were right.

My mother and I recently went on a cruise to Alaska. It was a really nice time and very easy for a wheelchair user like me. The ship was easy to explore and had lots of activities. Mostly families and older folks on the trip, so nothing crazy, just very relaxing.

Being away from the house and on our own created an unexpected dynamic between us. My mother was more playful and excited than usual, almost like she was feeling younger. We went to shows and had nice meals and spent a lot of time just watching the ocean together. We shared an accessible cabin.

I still had to do my daily things for my disability and my mother continued our routine of inspecting me for pressure sores, massaging lotion into my body, and helping me masturbate before putting on my catheter. But being someplace new made things more intimate as it felt like we were almost a couple on a honeymoon or an escape.

I remembered the advice I got and was was more active with my mother and she responded more than I expected. More flirting and touching and cuddling. The big shift came on our fourth night of the trip. We saw a fun comedy show that had us laughing a lot. We had cocktails after and watched the ocean and it was very cozy. Back at the cabin, my mother had just finished showering and was in her shirt and panties for the night. We were being much more affectionate and I told her to come and lie down with me so we could talk more. She hesitated, but then joined me in bed.

I held her like that, enjoying her damp skin and fresh smell as we talked about the show. I began feeling her breasts and then lifted her shirt to kiss them. I usually stop there but this time I moved my hand lower to her pussy. She turned her head away and shifted her body and I thought she was going to stop me like she did before. Instead, she was making it easier to open her legs for me.

She had never allowed me to touch her pussy before so I was very excited, but stayed calm. I massaged her pussy through her panties as I kissed her breasts. She kept her face turned away from me but I could feel her body reacting and her breath getting faster.

I put my hand down her panties, watching her reaction but she didn't stop me. Her pubic hair was thick but I found her clit and started to massage it. She was wet which really thrilled me. She still kept her head turned away and her eyes closed, almost pretending like it wasn't happening? But I could feel her hand stroking the back of my head so I knew she was encouraging my touch. I thought I could make her orgasm but she stopped me eventually and said, "That's enough." We held each other a little longer not talking, then she said we needed sleep and went to her bed.

I was so thrilled by what had happened. I think we crossed a boundary that made my mother accept our situation more. After that, she finished each day by coming to my bed at night after her shower. Still no kissing, but we were more intimate in bed, almost like being lovers. It was strange talking to crew and others as mother and son during the day, then being sexual when alone in our room.

On the seventh night, I gave my mother oral sex for the first time. I kissed from her breasts down to her stomach, waiting for her to stop me but she didn't. I nuzzled her pussy through her panties, and then started to tug them down. She lifted her hips and let me take them off and I got to see her fully naked for the first time. I kissed her mound but the bed was too narrow and I was almost falling off so I got back into my chair so I could roll up to the bed while she scooted to the edge and spread her legs for me. It was clumsy and kind of unromantic but it worked. Once we got over the initial awkwardness, it was wonderful, and the best part was my mother looking down at me and watching me instead of turning her head away and closing her eyes like she always did before.

As someone suggested, I brought my penis pump on the trip and hoped we could use it. We used the pump the night before the end of the trip. My mother pretended to be irritated when I told her I brought it, but she was still very fascinated by my full erection, like last time. She stroked it and sucked it and I enjoyed watching her, even though I could not feel anything because of the constrictor band.  She got on the bed and straddled me and guided my cock inside her. I still couldn't feel her pussy and could only lay there, but it was an amazing experience to watch her ride and enjoy herself.

When she was finished, she lay on top of me very tired and panting. I tried to kiss her, but she still refused to do that even after what we had done. She took off the constrictor band and made me orgasm like usual, and we were both surprised by how large my ejaculation was this time compared to usual. She then left me to put on a fresh catheter while she went to the bathroom. I was disappointed she wouldn't kiss. Maybe it's weird to fixate on it, but I really want to make out with her because it is so intimate and sensual, but I've given up on it for now. It is clearly a boundary she won't cross and I have to respect that.

Now we are home and sadly it feels like our old routine has returned. I have tried to initiate sex but she is very reluctant. I think being home makes her feel more maternal and maybe guilty, so I try to be as casual and playful as possible. One thing we kept is her cuddling with me in bed which I love.

I am not a psychologist but I think my mother is still struggling with the fact that she got pleasure from her son. Before she could excuse masturbating me as purely helping me with my disability. That's why her nipples getting hard when I sucked them bothered her so much at first. Now that we have had sex and she had an orgasm, I think she is struggling to adapt to the reality of our relationship. It's an ongoing process that I have to let her work out for herself while showing my support and love for her. Eventually I hope she will want to have sex with me again. If not, I am happy for what we do share. And we can always book another cruise together!

It's amazing that this all stated a year ago when I was told I needed surgery that would leave me bed-bound for months. I was so depressed at the time, but it led to everything that has happened with my mother. Thanks for all the supportive comments and suggestions.