Spurred by the work of Nica Noelle, James Avalon and Jacky St. James, incest-themed porn plus its related May/December XXX romances has proliferated in recent years, causing untalented gonzo pornographers to jump onto the bandwagon. Barrett Blade's dreadful MATERNAL INSTINCT is a prime example of the resulting junk.
Working for an unpromising new label out of New Jersey, Airerose Entertainment (meaning or catchiness of their moniker escapes me), Blade has tapped top female talent for this derivative exercise: I have never seen Anissa Kate and Ava Addams so ill-used. Strictly humping for a paycheck, unfortunate since both actresses are true fan favorites at this point in their careers.
Improvised dialog is extremely poor in each of the four vignette's brief setups, where the 2 characters' relationships are meant to be established. This is wall-to-wall generic sex footage posing as a storyline video, and the failure to create an effective hook or entry point to each short story is obvious. Blade would be better off not pretending, since his thorough incompetence in the art of storytelling is embarrassing.
Kate opens the proceedings as step-mom to an eager Tyler Nixon, who goes uncredited like all the male performers here - a sure sign of crappy porn (see for example the numerous Devil's Films products that adhere to this policy, even when employing famous stars like Herschel Savage). Nixon is having trouble with his homework so Kate teaches him French words, removing an article of clothing whenever he sort of gets the pronunciation correct. It's off to the humping races before long, and even Kate's unmatchable beauty and a sloppy facial cannot save this filler.
Ava Addams tries to inject some interest in Episode 2, as a sleeping friend of her son has his dick exposed on the couch, and she wakes him up with a hand-job. This is simply MILF exploitation and very poorly done with the actor in question completely untalented.
Jennifer Best does a better job in Part 3, taking a shower, which causes her voyeur stepson to masturbate thinking about her, and when she catches him in the act there is no reprimand, rather she helps him out, leading to full scale humping. When he delivers the inevitable facial the guy cries out "Oh Mommy!", perhaps the only funny moment in this 2 hours of sexual tedium.
Nadia Styles brings down the curtain with another pointless story, seducing a friend of her son while sonny's away. This unidentified schlump with a big cock can barely articulate and doesn't meet Styles halfway in any of the requisite dialog exchanges. The inane premise has something to do with trying to get the stranger to give up smoking and "cleaning out his pipe" to make him healthier, content that makes a 1930s stag film seem like the writings of F. Scott Fitzgerald by comparison.
Or should I say F. Stop Fitzgerald - the level of porn credits' cleverness that this garbage doesn't even aspire to. Caveat Emptor.
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