I’m (32M) helping my gf(F28) play on tinder. [cucks perspective]

I’m 32M, my girlfriend is 28F, and yeah, I’m a cuck. Not hiding it, not ashamed. When we first got together 3 years ago we both still had other people in the picture. Messy start, but whatever. I told her early on about my cuckold fantasies. I figured she’d bail. Instead, she leaned in. Back when she was still with her ex, she even sent me videos of them. That stuff lit me up and basically set the tone for our sex life.

Fast forward to now. Life’s been busy, routines took over, and that part of us went quiet. A few weeks ago we were fooling around and I blurted out she should get back on Tinder. I thought she’d laugh it off, but she smirked and said fine — as long as I did the swiping. That condition hit me in a way I didn’t expect. Suddenly I wasn’t just daydreaming about her with other guys, I was the one setting it up.

She sent me 10 pics. I picked the ones I thought would pull the most attention. Paid for Tinder+ so we wouldn’t see coworkers or people from town. Now her profile lives on my phone. I’m the one swiping left/right, lining up men like I’m stocking shelves for her to pick from.

Her bio ends with: ask me if my boyfriend knows I’m here. That line is catnip. Every guy asks. And when she answers — yeah, he knows, he’s a cuck — I lose it. Seeing that word spelled out, her owning it to strangers, makes my chest tight and my head spin.

She doesn’t always reply. Sometimes she just lets matches pile up. That kills me. I want her in it as bad as I am, but she’s casual, laid back. She’ll send a few messages when she feels like it, maybe flirt a bit, then drop it. Meanwhile I’m checking the app constantly, restless, waiting. She sees me pacing and just smirks, like she knows exactly how wound up I am. And she’s right. She’s in control, I’m the cuck buzzing around her like an idiot with Tinder in his pocket.

From the outside it probably looks boring. Just her scrolling, tapping, ignoring. But for me every new match is a jolt. Every message is a live wire.

I don’t know where this goes. Maybe it fizzles, maybe it blows up into something bigger. All I know is I’m hooked. I’m the cuckold feeding her matches one swipe at a time, praying she decides to play.