Postpartum Ward Baby Classroom

Health Education Notice [Postpartum Ward Baby Classroom Health Education Notice]
Dear Mom and Dad, Hello, Our hospital will hold a 'Cherishing Your Wife - New Dad's Guide Lecture' on October 22 in the underground conference hall. The content is rich and interesting, including the following items:
(1) Care - Introduction to the symptoms of postpartum discomfort
(2) Action - How should partners assist * Participants in this activity will receive
a beautifully compiled postpartum health education manual and a XX brand baby gauze handkerchief. In order to protect the rights and interests of postpartum women, this activity is limited to male partners who are in labor or postpartum. During the event, our hospital will have professional staff in the ward to assist and guide (in-labor) women on how to room in with their babies to promote the establishment of parent-child relationships.
"Honey~~ just go~~"
Mrs. Li, who had just given birth by cesarean section the day before, was full of excitement. She was holding the leaflet that the nurse had given her when she came to change her dressing. Her expression clearly showed that she was attracted by the "brand name baby handkerchief".
She kept urging and encouraging Mr. Li, who was sitting by the bed. “Troublesome… It says ‘new dad’ on it! This isn’t your first child!”
Mr. Li’s tone and expression were both bored and helpless. “But you didn’t do anything when the first one was born!”
Mrs. Li, who had been all smiles, suddenly became furious, her eyebrows furrowing and her voice booming like a lioness. If the hospital room hadn’t been soundproofed, the whole floor would have heard, but it still made the patient in the next bed suffer. “…Fine, fine, I’ll go.”
Knowing he was in the wrong, Mr. Li rubbed his nose and casually crumpled the flyer in his hand. Long tables made of walnut-colored wood-grain plywood were arranged in a U-
shape, with a separate cabinet resembling a lectern in the inner circle, and rows of white-painted plastic chairs with silver legs around the perimeter. The conference room was packed, filled with a cacophony of voices. At least forty or fifty men of all shapes and sizes sat there, their only common thread being their displeased expressions, as if they were owed tens of millions. "Mr. Li, you're here too?"
The one greeting him with a frown and a wry smile was Old Zhao from the next bed. He'd apparently spent a fortune to marry a foreign bride and was overjoyed to have a child late in life, but still found "attending the lecture"
a hassle. "Sigh... what can I do? If I don't come, my wife's face will look terrible."
"Same here."
As the conference room doors opened, the murmurs of complaint gradually subsided. A woman dressed in a nurse's uniform and a red cardigan-coated robe walked in. She looked to be a bit older, but it was hard to guess her exact age.
Perhaps this was what they meant by "a woman past her prime, yet still charming"? Her body, covered by the fabric, was slightly plump but still curvaceous, with curves in all the right places. Especially the way the fabric clung tightly to her buttocks made many men with a penchant for such things swallow hard, afraid of accidentally dripping saliva onto the table. "It's a pleasure to have you gentlemen here for this health education lecture,"
the woman said, adjusting her glasses and flipping through her notes. "The activity will begin immediately. Please sit in pairs, close together, for ease of communication."
Damn it! Am I supposed to practice being a "pregnant Anne Frank"
?! Mr. Li cursed inwardly, but resigned himself to his fate, adjusting his chair to sit closer to Old Zhao. "Well... ahem! Those in charge of health education may come in."
The woman coughed lightly, and the previously closed meeting room door opened again, instantly becoming so quiet you could hear a pin drop. A dozen or so young women, seemingly in their early twenties, dressed in skirts and nurses' uniforms, filed in. Unlike the serious-looking nurses with buns or ponytails and masks usually seen in hospital wards, each one seemed to have undergone rigorous selection. They were all perfectly proportioned, their faces lightly made up with a hint of blush. Most remarkably, they all had long, flowing hair, making them less unapproachable and adding a touch of delicate charm. "Hello, gentlemen. I'm the nurse assisting you today. My surname is Wu."
One of the young nurses, with bright, expressive eyes, approached Mr. Li and Mr. Zhao, nimbly sitting on the table between them. Her movements were light, almost like a leap, but the bouncy sway of her breasts beneath her nurse's uniform was clearly visible, along with her distinctive, barely-there nipples, standing almost imperceptibly under the white fabric. Mr. Li couldn't help but widen his eyes. Although he suspected the beauty before him wasn't wearing a bra, he couldn't help but look away when he met Nurse Wu's alluring phoenix eyes, afraid of being perceived as impolite by the stranger. Turning his head, he saw Mr. Zhao also staring blankly at the "important" area
. "Attention everyone!"
Mr. Li snapped back to reality; it was the woman in the middle speaking. "Postpartum women often experience breast pain due to engorgement,"
the woman said, removing her glasses with her left hand, undoing her hair, and deftly unbuttoning two buttons at her neck with her right, then pulling down the zipper, revealing two large, round breasts. Every man present gasped, unsure where to look, yet unable to look away. The woman cupped her enormous breasts from bottom to top with one hand, while her other hand, with her index and middle fingers joined together, began to rotate and press from the outside of the breasts. The pressure seemed light, but the instantaneous indentation of the snow-white skin perfectly showcased the softness of a mature woman. Everyone listened intently
. "Okay,"
the woman said, slightly out of breath after completing one step, before lowering her hand from her breasts and giving instructions: "Now, gentlemen, please demonstrate how to massage your wives' breasts."
Demonstrate? Mr. Li and Old Zhao exchanged a twisted glance, about to complain, when they saw Nurse Wu, sitting at the table, lightly unbutton her shirt, pulling the zipper down from her collarbone to her navel in one swift motion. A delicate little hand slowly pulled open the hem of her clothes. Her cheeks were flushed, and she tilted her head slightly, saying, "Daddys... one on each side, pay attention to the position of your fingers and the range of pressure, please practice... but please be gentle, don't hurt me..."
Mr. Li didn't know how many deep breaths he had taken today. While he was still thinking about whether he would cause any trouble if he actually touched her, Old Zhao next door had already grabbed both breasts tightly! "Mr. Li! You're not a beginner, let me practice!"
Old Zhao's wolfish claws tightly gripped Nurse Wu's fair and rosy breasts, pinching and kneading them in all sorts of ways, but he didn't follow the massage instructions. "Um... this daddy can't do that... you have to follow the instructions..."
Nurse Wu pushed Old Zhao's hand away, adjusted his hand to the correct position, and then grabbed Mr. Li's hand, who was standing there dumbfounded. Her middle and index fingers were together! Press! “Hmm…yes…both dads are doing very well…ah…Dad on the left, please be gentle, otherwise your wife will be in pain, you know?…Yes, rotate, press every part…ah…please don’t touch the nipples…”
The meeting room was filled with such intermittent moans as “instructions and corrections.”
Although Mr. Li could only touch those long-unseen breasts with two fingers, the misty, alluring eyes of Nurse Wu, and her soft, panting “instructions,”
so gentle and tender, made his crotch feel tighter and harder. “Ahem!”
The woman in the middle spoke again, her clothes even more disheveled than before, her large breasts bearing the marks of practice left by some father. “Once the milk ducts are clear, it’s time to breastfeed.”
Saying this, the woman cupped her breasts again. "The most common problem encountered during breastfeeding is inverted nipples. The nipple is the baby's most natural pacifier. Please use the space between your middle and index fingers to gently pull the nipple up and down repeatedly, without causing pain."
"Nurse...is that correct?"
Mr. Li eagerly cupped the ample bosom that was leaning towards him, deliberately poking the already erect pink nipples with his thumb, wishing he could open his mouth and suckle with all his might. He was sure that the most natural pacifier would feel completely different from his own wife's. "Ah...no, Daddy, don't be naughty, it should be like this...ah...so good...yes, that's it...please, Daddy on the left, learn how Daddy on the right does it...ah...gentle..."
Nurse Wu was all shy, her body swaying and trying to avoid him, but she showed no sign of resistance or discomfort. Just now, only two fingers could poke, and now, only two fingers could pinch; it was like looking at a delicious meal but not being able to eat it, even more miserable than choosing the wrong ingredients in a cooking class. Both Mr. Li and Old Zhao felt like their "brothers" were about to explode! "Is...can I ask a question?"
Some brave gentleman, with one hand still covering the nurse's chest, politely raised his other hand to ask. "Yes...yes..."
The educational session at the podium seemed to have progressed to a higher level. The young father in the next room was quite uninhibited, massaging and practicing stretching. The woman's face was flushed as if she had been drinking, her breathing rapid but her tone unchanged. "What would you like to ask, sir?"
the man who had raised his hand earlier said. "My wife is having her first child...how can I get the baby to nurse?"
The woman caught her breath, pushed away the young father in the next room who was diligently practicing, and as soon as she straightened her arms, she boldly puffed out her chest, her breasts swaying. She then put one hand behind the young man's neck and pressed down on his shoulder with the other, gesturing for him to sit back down slightly. "When breastfeeding...sir, could you please cooperate and open your mouth?"
The young man immediately tilted his head back and opened his mouth without hesitation. The woman leaned her body against his face, her nipple, darker than Nurse Wu's, close to his mouth. “Just rub the baby’s lips with your nipple, and it will trigger the rooting reflex… Ah…”
The words had barely left his mouth when this young father, a truly diligent student, applied what he learned spontaneously and flawlessly, taking the woman’s nipple into his mouth with lightning speed without any prompting. “Oh… yes, that’s it…”
A hint of pleasure appeared on the woman’s serious face. Although the young father was holding on tightly, the changes in the hollows and bulges of his cheeks showed just how fast and agile his tongue was moving. “Ah… remember… take it from bottom to top… mmm… that’s the key…”
The woman, in ecstasy, embraced the young father’s head, pressing her entire body against her soft, full breasts, her alluring buttocks swaying almost imperceptibly. The other fathers had no time to appreciate this scene, as they were too busy. “Can we… can we practice?!”
Old Zhao, eager to be the first, lowered his head and took the small, pink nipple into his mouth before Nurse Wu could answer, not only sucking hard on his own but also trying to reach out and knead Mr. Li’s nipple. Seeing things were going wrong, Mr. Li bumped into Old Zhao, creating a narrow but just-right spot. Following the instructions, he took the cherry into his mouth from bottom to top, his tongue lightly sweeping over it as well. Then, acting on his human instincts, he squinted and licked as if he were eating something delicious. "Oh... Daddy, you... you guys are so good... mmm... more, more practice..."
Everyone was completely immersed in their instincts. Many of them started exploring the teaching materials while sucking, including Old Zhao and Mr. Li. Old Zhao's movements were hurried and forceful, sucking and biting hard, leaving many red teeth marks on Nurse Wu's fair and tender skin. Mr. Li, being a father of two, moved his tongue without any restriction, constantly stimulating the small bumps on his nipples with each breath. "Huff... huff... Nurse, what are we going to learn next..."
Seeing that the woman in the center of the room had already given up on controlling the situation, Mr. Li looked up at Nurse Wu, who was overwhelmed by lust. Interrupted halfway through his enjoyment, Nurse Wu's expression wasn't good, but she still replied sweetly, "Um... did this father's wife have a natural birth?... Ah... Father, wait a minute, don't be so rough, you're going to ruin my breasts..."
Ignoring whether the nurse was speaking or not, Old Zhao continued rubbing them as if nothing had happened. Mr. Li's wife had a C-section, but, so be it! "So? What should I do next?"
Although he was asking a question, Mr. Li's hand had already slipped under the white twill skirt, and he immediately felt two very different sensations. The smooth thighs and stockings clung to the soft skin, especially the elastic design at the edges of the stockings, which made the soft legs slightly protrude. The touch was so tender and smooth that one wanted to take a bite.
With a charming smile, Nurse Wu pulled her legs back as if preparing to squat on the table. Then, her slender legs swept through the air, spreading wide across her sides. Her skirt, no longer functional, became tangled, and the thin fabric between her legs clung tightly to her seemingly plump buttocks, the slightly deeper dampness making her alluring shape even more pronounced.
Mr. Li and Old Zhao were stunned. Their penises were painfully hard, but all they could do was swallow their constantly secreting saliva; their minds were completely blank. Should they give in to their instincts...?

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