Masturbation and frustration

I had sex last Sunday with Norma and then on Tuesday and Wednesday this week with two different women. On Thursday, a couple of days ago, I sat next to a very beautiful young African woman at breakfast. She was pretty, had a fantastic figure, was beatifully dressed and a wonderful personality. I wanted her badly. My throat went dry and I had a knot on my stomach. My state of arousal was acute and I could think of nothing else other than screwing that young woman. A dry throat and knot in my stomach are my usual symptoms. When it gets to that stage, I just have to do something about it.

I had to go back to my hotel room and masturbate. One would think that sex three or four times a week is enough to stop my lust from getting too much of a hold on me, but that isn't the case. I was powerless to stop the urge.

On average, I masturbate a couple of times a week. There have been occasions when I've done it three or four times in a day. For me, masturbation is a pleasure. It isn't a substitute for sex, but a supplement. However, if sex was available on tap, as it were, I would choose it over masturbation, any day.